Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies

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efore I went to the hospital and said that the Lord would bless me with the desires of my heart and I said in my heart I wanted a fine big healthy baby who will grow up to serve the Lord. The Lord answered my prayer. 1941. February 12 th , Frankie was born. He was a fine big husky baby. I had lots of milk and he grew so fast and was well and strong. Now he is the largest boy in his Sunday school class. He is learning to say a poem next Sunday in Sunday school. He has been such a happy little man. This year Anne had pneumonia and was in the hospital for several weeks. But the Lord heard our prayers and her lungs were healed. 1942. On October 2, 1942, about 20 months after Frank’s birth, Lloyd was born. When he was 5 months old he got the mumps. He had such a hard time to nurse. For about two months I could hardly get him to eat anything. He was nervous and tiny. He is still not very large but is wiry and a bright little fellow. Tom gave such a good talk in church today. Mrs. Peterson had a musical festival on Tuesday for her music students. All of her children took part. Ellen played two pieces. Anne played ‘Hanging Gardens and the Last Rose of Summer.” Sara played two of her pieces. I do hope they will be able to go on with their music. It was just a year ago this summer our old dog that we had for about ten years was run over by a car just in front of the house. The children felt terrible about it especially Danny for they had been such good friends. Old Bus had always been so kind and gentle with the children. They love to throw sticks and hear him bark as he hobbled after them. He was too old and crippled to run fast but he would bring the sticks back to them in his mouth. This was Danny’s favorite pastime. He’d throw sticks, and old Bus always brought them back to him, until he was tired, then he would lay his head against the old dog with one arm around his neck while he sucked away at his little thumb and he fell asleep. Some one had started to dig a cellar at the end of our lot and when Ren came home from the mountains next day to spend Sunday with us he put Old Bus’ remains in that hole and covered it up. At the first shovel full of dirt Danny came in crying. I tried to comfort him. I told him that every one went to heaven when they died, that Bus would be happy up there. He seemed to feel better. But that afternoon when I returned from Relief Society I found Danny asleep by the cellar. When I lifted him up in my arms he began to cry. He didn’t want me to take him in the house for he wanted to stay there and see old Bus go up to Heaven. I went in the house and got some pennies and Ann took him to the store to buy something: a toy of some kind that he could play with. She got a ball and bat. But it was a long time before Dan liked to play ball. In the year 1945 when the war broke out Ren had very little work. He was tired and discouraged. He had tried so hard to build us a home and give us the things we needed, working day and night getting out logs and shoveling grain and coal. He went to Pincher Creek with some of the other fellows from Hill Spring to join up. They were paying good wages in the army. But they would not let him because he has high blood pressure and chronic kidney trouble. I am so very thankful he could not go. He had been working so hard hauling coal and props. The doctor told him that unless he stopped lifting heavy things his back would give way and he would be an invalid. So he sold the truck and bought 8 cows with the money and started 10
milking cows. He also got a small truck and began hauling the milk to the cheese factory in Glenwood, a job he has held for the last 3 years. He has bought a piece of pasture land. He gradually built up the herd and went into the diary business. So we have had a comfortable living and a good warm home which is such a blessing. When I think of the millions of people starving in the war stricken countries I am very thankful we live in this beautiful land. We are so blessed. Lore was a big boy, 12 years old when he went on his first scout trip. He didn’t suck his thumb but at night he did when he was asleep. He was so afraid he’d suck his thumb and the boys would see him that he asked us to pray for him. We did pray for him and he says that was the last time he sucked his thumb at all. Six years ago we moved from George Gibb’s house into a home of our own. Ren went up into the mountains with his truck that he bought the 2 nd year we moved back to Hill Spring and got out logs and had them sawed at the mill and began building on the old church foundation. Levern Davies worked on the house and Ren hauled lumber and coal and grain for him and paid him part cash to work on our house. Roy Allred and the Elders came and helped a day putting up the siding. At last the frame was up and the kitchen plastered and we moved in. We were so happy to be in a house of our own. We finished the house a little at a time and it is now quite comfortable. At Christmas time we painted and calcimined it and it looks so nice. We had a big tree and a lovely Christmas. 1945. In July Tom graduated from High School at the age of 17 having skipped a grade in elementary school. That fall he went to Edmonton to University. He was so young and had never been to a city before. It was so hard for me to see him go. He has done so well. Two years ago he won a $23 wrist watch for his good record in the Priesthood quorum in HillSpring. I was very happy. When he was home at Easter he bore such a beautiful testimony in Sacrament meeting. I was so happy and grateful. Lore and Danny are such fine boys too. They have each won priesthood awards. 1946. On June 23 Lore got kicked by a horse. He was driving some horses and one of them kicked his leg. It was a bad cut and the Doctor put sulfa salve on it. When the Doctor removed the bandage, the sulfa had eaten into his leg and Lore had to stay in the hospital for treatment. The Lord heard our prayers and he gradually got better. Anne graduated from High School in the summer and in October she went to Edmonton to University. No one but a mother knows how hard it is to see her children leave home for the first time. 1947. On July 17, Lore and Dan left with the hundredth boy scouts troop and their scoutmasters from southern Alberta to attend the Centennial Celebration in Salt Lake City, and to march in the parade of four thousand scouts. It was quite an experience for the two of them. In the fall Anne began teaching school at Spring Ridge, 15 miles north of HillSpring. From September 1947 to July 1948 Tom became principal of the Jefferson School and was assistant Scoutmaster. In 1948-49 he taught in Mountain View and became scoutmaster there. 11
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Page 31 and 32: 1960. February 19 th Tonight Ren, F
Page 33 and 34: Sara phoned yesterday. Ricky was on
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Page 41 and 42: Lynn had living quarters in part of
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Page 49 and 50: Rae showed a locket with a picture
Page 51 and 52: Veryle read it so nicely. The parce
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This morning Gail Southerton was ma
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things in the one bedroom and garag
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In the year 1830, a member of the c
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will learn obedience and grow to be
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took names for the dead. I will try
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1974. April 27 th It is Saturday mo
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Orman thinking I had the flu. I had
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Fay is expecting soon and Rae is no
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he died in the hospital with a hear
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1974. December 3 rd Today I went to
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it will be rested. The doctor said
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It is late and I am very tired. I m
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And trusting plans the morrow. For
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people. They never say an unkind wo
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I surely haven’t been to the temp
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her neighbors and was always doing
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meeting some of our family especial
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Maybe the thing for me to do is to
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mountains. I have been tired today.
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some peas and put them in the fridg
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own family and our relatives but it
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that goes on. Oh if my children wil
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Father and I are going down to Magr
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it did that I can remember. I was s
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that I thought of as I sat there th
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1977. Saturday, July 16 th When I w
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1977. August 24 th This morning Ren
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It was Sunday. Sara invited us to c
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1978. March 7 th I have been lookin
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Ren came home from the temple and i
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children and grandchildren. I shoul
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1979. January Relief Society is at
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of boxes with pretty curtains aroun
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A letter from Franklin Peirce Fishe
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