Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies

I have my suitcase ready to go to the temple. Ren was going to take me to the six o’clock
session. But he called me from the temple and said it was such a big session he thought I had
better come some other day.
I tried to get Anne on the phone but they didn’t answer so I guess they are not at home. Anyway
I guess I had better get a book and read. I read so little lately and I am so forgetful and tired
most of the time.
Glen lives just across the road from us and he brought me a lovely dish of raspberries. He is so
kind and thoughtful of me.
June 30, 1977
Today two of my grandsons came to see me, Danny and ……..
Cardston, Alberta
Monday July 4, 1977
Dear Dan
Father came home from the temple and as he often does he turned on the tape recording
of you singing ‘How Great Thou Art”. You will never know the joy it has given us to listen to
you sing, even if it is only on tape. I always say, “He sings so beautifully,” and Ren says, “He
does it with all his heart in it.” It brings such a feeling of love into our home. Father works so
hard in the temple from early morning to evening. But when he turns on the tape and listens to
you sing he feels rested and can then go to bed.
So darling Dan you can never know how much your tape means to us. We feel that you are the
most beautiful singer in the world. I hope your children will sing so when you are old you can
turn on the tape and listen to your children’s voices. Then you will understand what joy and
relaxation it brings to you after a hard day of work.
I wonder if I’ll send this. Father will say you don’t need to send him a letter. We just saw him
yesterday, etc. and so we did. So I will go and get some of the weeds out of the garden. That
will please him.
1977. Friday, July 8 th
I am alone. Jack and his wife just left to go home. Vanetta died some years ago and he married
again. His new wife has a number of children of her own, some of who are married and she has
some young children who are not married. They came up to the Davies Reunion. It is to be held
at Waterton Lakes this week end.
I must get my ironing finished before Ren gets here. Every day I pray that the Lord will help me
remember things. I will say them over and over but in a few minutes I have forgotten. I must
write things down like he tells me to do because in a few minutes I can’t remember what he told
me. Hundred of times I would kneel down and pray and then it would come to me but now I
feel I can’t ask God every few minutes, that he doesn’t have time to answer me when I forget. I
try so hard to remember things but I’m getting old and tired. I must pray that my mind will be
made well and that I can remember things. Ren does not want me to go to the temple any more
and so I guess I must stop going for I am so much bother for the workers. They have so many to
look after. But they are always so kind to me and help me when I forget the name. They ask me
if I remember the name and they whisper it to me.
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