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Show Teacher, Club Woman, Mother 167 represented the N. A. M. in the American Broadcasting System Town Meeting on the Air in a debate on the Taft-Hartley Act. Meanwhile, Madelyn was busy rearing their four children, managing the household and yard, and teaching in four various units of the LDS Church. She worked hard in Primary, the church's auxiliary that met every Saturday morning as Trail Blazer teacher; went each week to Relief Society and gave the literary lesson once a month; met once a month with her bridge club; and met twice a month with the Jane Herrick Literary Club. Because of the restrictions on fuel, they were not able to go to the ranch during the years 1942, '43, '44, and '45. She continued, though rarely, to write poetry. With three children in school, Madelyn was an inevitable choice to be president of the Steck Elementary PTA in 1942-44. One of her friends in her neighborhood was Susan Marsh (Mrs. Thompson G.). Thompson was a professor of law at the University of Denver, while Susan played the viola in the Denver Symphony. The Marshes thought the Silvers had the best fami ly spirit of anyone they knew, and they consulted with them as to how rear their own children. During the winter months, they water to their applied backyard and had a neighborhood ice one that the Silvers made much use of. When the skating rink, sun came out and melted the ice, Harold designed a system of shading by strips of cloth to keep the ice from melting. The Silvers often invited the Marshes to share their box at Denver's Western Livestock Show. The Marshes, who were teetotaling Methodists, were in the habit of saying "they were Mormons" to escape ridicule. Most of Madelyn's poetry, as we have seen, was a product of her summers at the ranch, or memories of her experiences there. At least the metaphors and similes suggest that influence. Having made her peace with herself, and now witnessing Elizabeth going through adolescence as she had done, Madelyn long poem about her own youthful quest for romance in the setting of Pine Valley. Once again, the rhythm of the wrote a poem parallels the movement of her horseback ride. And there is a hint of the trail to Echo Valley, with its grove of aspen trees. |
