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Show Mary Finds Good In Neighbors, Other Friends by Mary West In our town are many treasures. More precious than gold or sparkling jewels. These treasures are scattered among us and are there to be enjoyed by all. My treasure lives next door to me, she has aljvays been there since the day I moved in next to her. I look back over the twenty six years and not one day of strife has existed berwen us. In the summer my neighbor dug flowers from her garden and planted them in my yard. She shared- cookies and punch with my boys. Sometimes she was busy and didn't mix the punch for them but sent them home with the package for me to make. My neighbor does not speak unkindly of others and she always has a remedy for colds and a fever. A cup of sugar or advice is always available. My neighbor seems to be shrinking with age, but her spirit is still a giant. She speaks of how she is getting old, but her humor and smile is as a childs. Mrs. Young, or Aunt Ange, might be thought of as a constant. As we go about our busy lives the constants are always there. Many things change but I believe that our strength comes from these treasures who live in our town. As I write about my treasure, I'm sure that you immediately thought of someone just like her. I can recall so many who have touched my life, and I use her as an example because she has always been so close. We all identify with Billy Hone, remembering him walking so briskly along the road. Mr. and Mrs. Horace I Monson impressed me with their knowledge, when I was fortunate enough to take a class I with them. Miss Fenton is a I treasure in so many memories. The ladies in our ward who make the beautiful quilts at I Relief Society are symbols of our heritage. At this time of year when we I are especially aware' of our blessings we should take stock : of our treasures and tell them of the joy them have given us. |
