Dear Ambrosia and Melyngoch,
What, if any, is the connection between the Kentucky Fried Chicken people and the Harman Building people?
What, if any, is their (either the KY people or the Harman Building people or both) connection to your mothers?
Just for the record, this does *not* mean that you can get me to do anything you want. It doesn't, it doesn't, it doesn't. Just because I looked this up as soon as you asked it, well, that's irrelevant. Besides, knowing you, I'm sure you looked the answer up yourself within thirty seconds of your asking the question.
Anyhoo, a valuable source tipped me off to some good websites to answer your question:
In reviewing the sites, please note the fine picture of the world's first KFC and the interesting angle from which the photo is shot.
Also, I found this: http://deseretnews.com/dn/view/0,1249,405020861,00.html
From these sites, I've gathered that there is, in fact, a connection between the Harman building on BYU's campus and Pete Harman, the man who made famous Colonel Sanders' eleven-spice recipe. The connection is this: Pete Harman's father married his brother's widow, Caroline Hemingway Harman (as spelled on the plaque on BYU campus; you'll notice it's spelled differently in the Deseret News article). So Caroline, or "aunt Carrie," was Pete's stepmother. After his father's death, she raised Pete, as well as the six children from her first marriage and Pete's eight brothers and sisters. Pete donated money to BYU to build the Harman building.
Other interesting factoids:
The first KFC was in Utah.
Colonel Sanders' daughter says he wrote his secret recipe above the door where no one would think to look for it so that she would have it in the event of his death.
The "finger-licking good" slogan came as a result of a customer calling in to complain because the Dave Harman, Pete's brother who also owned a KFC store, was licking his fingers in the background during an advertisement.
The only factual connection between the Harmans and my mother is that my mother, like everyone in my family except for my father, hates KFC. My father loves it. So, we have it only once a year. And that only if the family goes out on the annual trip to Bear Lake, which hasn't taken place for a few years.
That's all for now.
*I won't tell you about the connection between my uncle, colon cancer, and KFC.