Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies

nothing. This is a gloomy way to start out the day.
Ellen went by this morning and told Ren that they were selling boxes of peaches. Last year we
didn’t get any peaches at all to put up so we went down town and looked everywhere but we
couldn’t find any. Ren thinks it is early yet for peaches. I hope we can get some. I put up some
apricots last year. We still have some left. Neither Ren nor I like apricots very much so I had
hoped we could get peaches this year.
The girls are coming. I don’t know how many. Ren told them we had lots of peas and to come
and get them. They are not very filled out as yet I think but I guess he will give them to the first
one here. There are not enough peas for them all anyway.
Ren had an early dinner. He doesn’t eat breakfast so he has one big meal on the days he goes to
the temple. Today he came home and went down town to gets some raspberries and cream for
our dinner. They are ripe enough to put up now.
I’ll try to put my pages away. I dropped it and they are mixed up. I should have numbered the
pages. The only way I ever learn is through experience it seems. I’m so dumb. I’ don’t suppose
I can ever put it back together but I’ll try. Some of them have dates on the pages.
Today Ren and I and Ren’s sister Lynn went for a ride and visited Ann in Magrath and her
family, Sara and her family in Lethbridge and Lore and his family in Magrath.
Tom and Frank, Fay and Rae gave us a little camper to put behind the truck. They put a carpet
and seats in it and it is sure nice. The seats are covered with carpet too. Ren has put it at the
back of the house till we need it.
1977. August 10 th
Ren just came home from the temple. He went early this morning and the time is two o’clock.
He helped to get the afternoon session on its way and is now sound asleep. The temple is hard
work but if he quits what is there for him to do? I know how useless I felt my life was when I
stopped working there. I resolved when I stopped I would go to the temple ever day and take a
name through and Father says, “There’s a big crowd. You had better not go.” It will be just as
big tomorrow and so he’ll say again “you’d better not go,” so I get discouraged and just stay
home. One of the workers said to me the last time I went , “You should be home with your
husband when he’s home.” so I just use that for an excuse to stay at home as I’m always tired at
noon and lay dawn while Ren sleeps. So I grow lazier every day. My skin is so dry and hard. I
scratch myself and I make scars on my skin. It is terrible! Oh, I wish I would stop that dirty
habit of scratching but I don’t have enough will power to stop.
1977. August Saturday 19 th
Ren went to the temple early this morning but came home at noon. He is now sleeping. I lay
down too and had a little sleep. But I decided I had been sleeping long enough and should read
a while. It was Ren’s turn to come home. They take turns working at the temple I think. I’ll
start going to the 2 o’clock session. That would be better than at night I think. I went last week
to the 6 o’clock. Ren went with me. It was not his turn to work.
1977. August 22 nd
It is raining. The sky is so dark. It is thundering and lightning. Father is here and I am glad. It
has been a long time since I have seen the lightening and thundering as it is tonight. Now the
lights have gone out. The sky is so dark. The lightening seemed to hit the house there was such
a big crashing sound. Ren doesn’t seem upset. He hasn’t taken his eyes off the book he’s
writing in. He’s going to do temple work for the names he got in England.
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