Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies
Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies
Journal of Mary Phyllis Fisher - Thomas Davies
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1979. January Relief Society is at 9:30 on Thursday morning.<br />
Sunday school starts at 11:30<br />
Sacrament meeting starts at 4:30<br />
Margaret Smith, now Margaret Woolford came over in her car and took me to Relief Society.<br />
Oh I appreciated her coming to get me. I wish I could do something to repay her but now I<br />
don’t know what day Relief Society is on. We had a good lesson and I enjoyed it very much.<br />
We had a lunch after. Then Margaret brought me home.<br />
We no longer go to the 3 rd ward. It’s 5 th ward now.<br />
Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday I go with Ren to the temple. I go through 2 sessions and go<br />
down to dinner as soon as I get out <strong>of</strong> the 2 nd session.<br />
I am so grateful for the many opportunities I have had to serve in the church and for the 8 years I<br />
worked in the temple. I must go to bed now and not disturb Ren. He doesn’t have much time to<br />
sit down and read and that has always been the joy <strong>of</strong> his life.<br />
[THE FOLLOWING ARE FROM MOTHER’S JOURNAL WHEN SHE BEGAN<br />
REMINISCING ABOUT HER CHILDHOOD. BECAUSE THE JOURNAL WAS DROPPED<br />
AND THE PAGES MIXED THE ITEMS MAY NOT BE IN SEQUENCE].<br />
I remember going to a birthday party at Cleo Jensen’s home when I was about 6 and what a<br />
beautiful house they had with carpets on the floor.<br />
I remember going to Stake conference with Father and Mother at Raymond. We went to Brother<br />
Allen’s home I think it was, for dinner. He and Father worked together in the Religion class, a<br />
class for the children once a week in school. I had such a good time. The girls asked me to stay<br />
all night. Their Father was going to Magrath the next day and I could go home with him.<br />
Mother and Father said I could stay if I wanted to and I said I did, but when Mother and the<br />
other children Orrin and Glen, were ready to go I started to cry because I wanted to go home too.<br />
Then there was the time we had a contest in school to see who could tell the best story. Mother<br />
taught me the story <strong>of</strong> Queen Victoria and I won the prize. And then the Christmas program put<br />
on by the school. This was an important day <strong>of</strong> my life for all the girls in grade one wore long<br />
skirts and a shawl around their shoulders and we sang “Once I was a lassie, a lassie etc.<br />
I loved my Sunday school teacher, Brother Fletcher. He taught us a song about Jenny taking a<br />
walk. He would ask who would like to be Jenny this morning. I think I always held up my hand<br />
to be Jenny because I liked to act it out so well.<br />
When I was 8 years old beginning my second year in school we moved to Hill Spring. There<br />
was not school that year for me but the next year we held school in the Garinger Hotel. Orrilla<br />
Woolf Tanner was my teacher. I seemed to have forgotten all I was taught in school for it<br />
seemed so hard for me. Orrilla Tanner was strict and I felt I hated school and my teacher. But<br />
some years later Sister Tanner taught my first Mutual class and I learned to love her very much.<br />
I used to go to her house and visit her. Once she gave me a song from a magazine she had.<br />
Mother was going to have a baby soon so grandpa came up to see us and he taught me the song<br />
with the piano by ear. That week the baby was born and I sang the song in MIA “Little Baby<br />
Girly. I still remember it.<br />
I remember when Father bought home our first piano. It was second hand and he traded a cow<br />
or horse for it. I took a few lessons from Leo Comb but never really learned to play although at<br />
one time I could play the hymns pretty well.<br />
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