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...camera transmits one photo every minute of the workday to a website run by a Utah company called Deseret Book. That's 540 exposures a day. Few go to waste. Since January the site has had 6 million hits, most by members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Nothing is too minor or boring for the electronic audience. "To watch the pattern and progress of the concrete placement," the site recently instructed, "check the archive images from noon on May 19th, and continue throughout the afternoon." Some might call this obsessive. To the physical residents...
...identities. In the mid-19th century the Mormons built a gleaming capital here, only to be bloodily expelled within seven years. The excavation symbolizes their return. From it will grow an exact, $25 million replica of the first great Mormon temple, torched by arsonists in 1848. Through it the Latter-day Saints will recover a key part of their past and achieve a kind of redemption. The irony is that in doing so, they may erase the identity of the community of 1,200 people that grew up in the interim. "We felt, hey, you're going to take away...
...young people left. "By the time I moved here 10 years ago, it was pretty close to a retirement community," says Kathy Wallace, editor of the 500-circulation Nauvoo New Independent. At one point the only grocery closed for half a year for lack of business. When the Latter-day Saints, who had been trickling back for years, bought land in a historically Mormon part of town called the Flats and built a Mormonized Colonial Williamsburg called Nauvoo Restoration that drew 250,000 tourists a year, the income was welcome...
...that there were no tensions. Mormon culture, for all its energy and sterling family values, can seem triumphal and even clannish to outsiders. Ken Millard, a Latter-day Saint who is also Nauvoo's city planner, admits that even after a century's exile, some Mormon tourists exhibited "an arrogance and ownership" regarding the town. Main Street merchants traded stories about shoppers who, arriving at the checkout, inquired, "Are you a Saint?" and if the answer was no, walked out, leaving the clerk holding...
...driving a forklift around his barges, sorting old car seats and lawn ornaments and tractor chassis into separate piles for recycling. All sandy hair and freckles, dressed in a life jacket, cap and khaki shorts and sporting a pair of wraparound dark shades, Pregracke could be a latter-day Huck Finn. His grin is impish, his body compact and coiled. Two lean, tanned young women in similar uniforms--Jennifer Anderson, 26, and Lisa Hoffman, 22--toil alongside him, heaving corroded truck tires onto a towering stack. "It's hard work, but it's fun work," Hoffman says, describing a regimen...