You know how sometimes I find that I'm not finished with a subject. That of strong, pioneer women is one of those times.
One stalwart woman, after giving birth to ten children and living a righteous life, died in the influenza epidemic of 1920 in Star Valley, Wyoming. This woman was only 38, leaving behind eight children, and taking her two sick babies, three and 18 month old baby with her. Another woman helped settle Bea Lakek Valley and built the community recreation hall AND cleared a road to Bloomington Lake. (Really? She cleared a road?)
In talking with some friends about these women, I realized that all women are pioneers in their own way. Several of my friends were the first in their families to accept the Gospel and be baptized. They are pioneers. Another friend was the first in her family to graduate from college. She is a pioneer. Yet another friend led a movement in our town to have an objectionable sculpture removed from a public area. She, too, is a pioneer.
So, for today, I am grateful for pioneer women.