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Leafy E.
Simpson was born January 24, 1881, to a family of two girls and four
boys. Two sisters and one brother passed away in childhood.
She taught school for several years, devoting much of her time doing for
others, and to the Rebekah Order which was truly her greatest
love. A lovely flower garden in the rear of her home afforded
beauty and was a joy to many. She displayed on outstanding talent
in her landscape and china painting.
She became
a member of Unity No. 8 on June 17, 1903 and had a break in membership
in 1909. On September 21, 1911, she was again affiliated with the
Order. In 1921, she organized a MODEL STAFF, using members from
the three Boise Lodges to demonstrate to the small Lodges in the state
that you can have a Degree Staff with only a few members.
Her love
and devotion to the new members was rewarded by the knowledge that so
many of them remained true and steadfast to her training. She
firmly believed in following the laws of the Order; was always fair and
just and had only kind words for all. She strived for perfection
and everything that she had a part in reflected her outstanding
leadership. Her light shone before men and her good deeds were
many.
Sister
Leafy became President of the Rebekah Assembly in 1921. Her
message to the lodges were helpful and enlightening for she knew
Rebekah-Odd Fellowship and its lessons. She received her Honorary
Veteran Jewel for 50 years in the Order in 1961. Being unable to
go to Lodge to receive the jewel, three members who also were receiving
50-year jewels, along with a delegation, went to the Nursing Home in
which she was residing for the presentations. Morning Star No. 68
and Opal No. 74 were instituted while she presided as President.
During her
long confinement she turned her attention to greeting cards which she
loved. Any who were fortunate enough to receive one will long
remember her beautiful handwriting, always in green ink, which brought a
happy message. She never lost her interest in all that was being
done in the lodges throughout the Jurisdiction.
We again
glance toward the Gate which is slowly closing and in the far, faint
distance we seem to here her voice saying:
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