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Show ,! ill! ttt, fCY :1(' If I: ilit tnf Marriage, Motherhood, and Migraines 113 almost eager for the adventure of going away; but when I think that it might mean Harold's going away first and my having our little baby without him, I become frightened. Still, long ago, I knew it might mean this, and so I must be content. Harold has real ability; if only I can help him to use it to our ultimate hap 13 piness!" They agonized for several days over a letter to Great Western in Denver, and finally sent it on February 19. On Valentine's Day, February 14, 1930, Madelyn gave Harold this occasional verse, with its lightness and optimism: TO MY VALENTINE - Today there are yellow birds, 1930 Harold, my love! And my heart's filled with loving words, Harold, my love! Oh the days of our happiness throng all together, They are golden and gay as the chirping bird's feather. May my life bring you joy, like the yellow bird's sign, For today-and next year-I am your valentine. They celebrated their first anniversary on February 20, 1930. Madelyn wrote: We have had such a happy year, and, to my great surprise, have had no quarrels or angry words. We have surely known the heights of ecstasy and the depths of contentment. Today, in spite of my happiness, I am tired and lazy; I have slept most of the time." we The next day Madelyn was invited to join the Acacia Club of Ogden, "a group of ladies who meet, discuss current problems, avoid gossip, and have been organized for 21 years."15 Madelyn had lots of visitors-Harold's family, her family, friends from LDS High, University of Utah, and LDS University. They attended their Couples Club on February 27 and Harold reviewed a book he had just finished, Coronet by Manuel Komross, a book he did not like. Harold was excited about his possible change of business. |
