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Charity Never Faileth:
Woman's Last Wish for her Family Fulfilled
by Randolyn
J. Emerson

Thalia Petersen
had everything she needed to preserve a lifetime of family photos dates
and explanatory notes on 56 years of family snapshots, acid-free mounting sheets,
colorfully patterned paper, scissors to create fanciful edgings, and decorative
stickers for every life event imaginable.
She was ready to join the hundreds of thousands of people across the country
who have caught the fever of the fastest growing craft in America today
scrapbooking.
She just ran out of time.
After a two-year remission, Thalia's incurable cancer returned for a final accounting.
She shared with a visitor her last wish: that somehow her legacy of photos might
be preserved for her husband, four sons, and two granddaughters with the scrapbooking
supplies she had lovingly collected.
A close friend, Marilyn Taggart, felt the irony of Thalia's request.
From 1996 to 2000, Thalia Petersen had served as the Wake County president of
the Relief Society of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, a 4.7
million member worldwide women's organization whose mission is to offer relief
from the physical and emotional challenges of the world.
In this volunteer capacity, Thalia herself had nurtured seeds of compassionate
service in hundreds of Latter-day Saint women throughout Wake County. Taggart
knew it was now Thalia's turn to savor the fruits of the Relief Society's motto:
"Charity Never Faileth."
A Labor of Love
On Friday, January 18, long worktables were set up in the living room and hallway
of the Taggart home near Falls Lake.
The elegant dining room table was covered with protective plastic. Large labeled
Ziploc bags containing thousands of peel-off stickers were laid across the brocaded
crème couch. Shoeboxes holding decorative pens, dispensers for acid-free
photo-attaching tabs, cups filled with edging scissors, and plastic tubs containing
rainbow-hued papers were placed on every table.
North Raleigh resident Julie Howington helped Taggart implement a clever numbering
system that allowed individuals working at different paces to transfer Thalia's
photos to scrapbooking sheets while preserving the images' chronology and topical
grouping.
First the women came from locales closest to Taggart's home. Wake Forest residents
Camilla Marcom, Elizabeth Braddy, Jennifer Absur, Kristin Hanna, Angie Cunningham,
and Faye Moore helped during that first weekend.
Even Taggart's 82-year-old mother, Norma Whitehead, found her own unique way
to serve. Each day she would examine pages that other women had laid out, select
just the right decorative stickers to fill in the open spaces, and painstakingly
peel the stickers off their adhesive backing and apply them to the bare spots.
"I haven't had this much fun in years," Whitehead said with a smile.

Wake Forest women contribute to marathon service effort: Kristin Hanna came
to scrapbook on four different days.
But the task was formidable the number of photos needing acid-free protection would fill close to one thousand scrapbook pages. With each side of a page taking more than an hour to design and mount, Taggart soon realized that this handful of women, with families and schedules of their own, could not accomplish the task within the week.
On Tuesday, January 22 Day Five a countywide call for help went out to Latter-day Saint women via phone, email, and word of mouth. Taggart's home became the labor of love's round-the-clock headquarters as more women came from Wake Forest and North Raleigh. Then carloads came from Raleigh and Cary, and from Garner, Apex, and even Holly Springs.
Christina Rawlings was one of several young mothers who made the 50-minute drive from Apex to Falls Lake to help, even though she had no knowledge of scrapbooking or Thalia Petersen. "My mother died when I was just a baby, so there is nothing like this in my family," Rawlings shared. "It feels good to take the time to do something really nice for somebody."
Narda Dudley,
formerly of Cary, said it was not the thrill of scrapbooking that motivated
her to come. "I'm here because, right now, my hands are Thalia Petersen's hands,
and that makes me feel very content."
New mothers laid sleeping infants across their laps while they worked. At-home
mothers of preschoolers traded babysitting so they could rotate their participation.
More than one volunteer brought her own daughter. Several young women came with
their mothers-in-law and worked happily at the same table. "I bet we
can do more pages today than we did yesterday," Bethie Taylor grinned as she
squeezed mother-in-law Beth's arm.
All were motivated by the report on Thursday that Thalia and her family were
joyously immersing themselves in the beautiful scrapbooks being shuttled from
the Taggart home west of Wake Forest to the Petersen home in Cary as soon as
they were finished. "Thalia's in-laws, sister Sarah, husband Art and the boys
were gathered around her wheelchair, and everyone was just laughing and telling
stories about the events in the photos," Taggart related.
A Race Against Time
By Friday, January 25 the seventh day of the massive effort
Thalia was losing awareness. Her husband, Art, said that during her lucid hours,
all Thalia wanted to do was look through another scrapbook. She would run her
fingers down each page and smile with tear-filled eyes. More than 600 scrapbook
pages had been completed over the course of the week, but there were still at
least 350 pages to go.

Working
against time to fulfill the final wish of their former Relief Society leader,
Latter-day Saint women from Youngsville to Apex work a scrapbooking shift at
Marilyn Taggart's Falls Lake home.
Knowing that
time was short, many women returned to scrapbook a second, third, or fourth
shift. "Just come on in" was posted on Taggart's front door, so that no one
needed to leave their work to let in new arrivals. Instructions were given to
keep the decorating to a minimum creativity would now have to take a
back seat to productivity. Food set out in the kitchen remained untouched as
lunchtime approached, and then passed.
Hearing that the scrapbooking effort was uplifting as well as time-sensitive,
one young man from the LDS congregation organized for single adults found that
the activity made for a unique date. And several male volunteers who came to
contribute over the second weekend demonstrated that this opportunity to serve
through scrapbooking was not just a "woman's thing."
Another member of the singles' congregation, Wake Forest's Kristin Hanna, eventually
worked on Thalia's pictures on four different days. "I found that I was really
getting to know this woman and her family through her pictures," 21-year-old
Hanna said. "It was a very special experience, especially knowing that Mrs.
Petersen was aware of what we were trying to do for her."
Paula Henderson's teens, home from school in North Raleigh, knew to call her
at Taggart's home if they needed anything. "They understand completely why I've
been here every day," Henderson said. "They know the peace and assurance we're
trying to give Thalia and her family in the time she has remaining."
"Does anyone have a picture of this lady?" asked Megan Young, who had driven
in from the northernmost reaches of the stake to contribute her well-honed scrapbooking
skills. "I'd love to be able to see who we're helping." By the end of the week,
the majority of the volunteers preserving Thalia Petersen's legacy did not even
know who the woman was.

Thalia Petersen in her youth and young womanhood (top) and starting to scrapbook
in April 2001 (bottom).
Scrapbooking Thalia's photos
with tears running down her cheeks, however, was one who had known Thalia and
her family quite well. Roberta Clayton of Holly Springs recalled many familiar
people and events from when the two families lived near each other in both upstate
New York and Florida. "Our first babies were born at the same time,"
Clayton reminisced. Clayton drove from the southernmost corner of the stake
to help on several days.
On Sunday evening, January 27 Day Nine the scrapbooking was finished.
More than 80 Latter-day Saint women and men had contributed 600-plus hours to
creatively mount 1000 pages in 21 scrapbooks. Taggart asked Art Petersen to
whisper in his beloved wife's ear that her photos were done.
"When you're in that outer circle of a family's friends and supporters during
a sensitive time such as this, you always wonder what you could do that would
truly help," shared Phyllis Bray, a former Wake County Relief Society president
herself. "This was one of the most tangible acts of compassionate service I've
ever been involved with. For me, it was a local version of 'Make-A-Wish.' "
"It's difficult to put into words the incredible feeling of love and sisterhood
that has been present in my home," Taggart reflected. "So many women selflessly
devoted time out of their own lives to preserve Thalia's legacy I don't
know of anything that has affected me more. It has been a very spiritual experience."
Thalia Petersen passed away at her home in Cary thirty hours after her scrapbooks
had been completed. Her husband, Art, wanted it known that Thalia died as she
lived, "with dignity and grace, and in peace." Her final wish for her family
a lifetime of preserved photos was respectfully displayed at The
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Raleigh after Thalia's funeral,
which was held on Saturday, February 2.
Thalia Petersen had a rare form of cancer that affected her bones. She was diagnosed
in April 1999, but went into remission while her youngest son, Brett, served
a two-year LDS mission in Fresno, California. In September 2001, two months
after Brett's return home, Thalia's cancer resurfaced. The Petersen family thinks
the remission was a special gift of time from God.

About the
Author
Randolyn J. Emerson is multistake director of public affairs for the Raleigh
North Carolina Multistake Public Affairs Council. This article was previously
published in the Cary News on January 31, 2002 and the Wake Weekly on February
7, 2002.
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