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Jewel Mae Fifield (Anderson) was born on October 24, 1926 in Blanchard, OK, the daughter of William Franklin Anderson and Louvinia Viola Anderson (Conner).

She married Alvin Charles Fifield, the Son of James Howard Fifield and Clarissa Mae Fifield (Rednour) on the 7th of July, 1943, in Las Vegas, Clark, Nevada, USA.

Jewel Mae and Alvin Charles were the parents of 4 sons and 3 daughters. Alvin William Fifield, Clarissa Louvinia Fifield, Charles Clarence Fifield, James Howard Fifield, Geneva Jewel Fifield (Mallang), Harry Lee Fifield, and Sugar Candy Fifield (Adee)

Jewel May Fifield, had (6) siblings; Ruby Pearl Anderson, Albert Franklin Anderson, Beatrice Vera Anderson, Helen Lorene [Ramey] (Moore) Anderson, Marie Lillian Anderson, Christine Leona Anderson (Davis)

She is survived by 3 sisters, 22 grandchildren, and numerous nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her husband of 48 years, Alvin Charles Fifield who died 26 October, 1991, one daughter Clarissa Louvinia (3 months), and 3 grandchildren (Kimberly, Richard, Bryon)

Her father William Franklin Anderson, and brother Albert Franklin Anderson, were both killed in an auto accident when a tire blew out on a truck two miles south of Eloy, AZ., 18 Jan, 1943

A life well lived, is a life to be celebrated. Jewel had a most appropriate name, as she sparkled in all that she did. All that 'sparkle' will live on in our fond remembrance of a most special Woman, Daughter, Wife, Mother, and Grand Mother.

We all Love and miss, both you and daddy. (Edward A 'Skip' and Geneva Mallang)

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'*.¸.*´ Jewel Mae Fifield (Anderson) (73)

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Children of Alvin Charles Fifield and Jewel Mae Anderson;

Alvin William "Al", (Buddy) Fifield (58) 1944–2002 (m, Lee (2)
Clarissa Louvinia Fifield 1946–1946 (Infant Death)
Charles Clarence Fifield 1947–(m, Walters (1), m,Hinkley (3), m, Eyelander (0))
James Howard Fifield 1949–(m, Gibson (4), m, Carver (1))
Geneva Jewel Fifield 1951–(m, Mallang (3))
Harry Lee Fifield 1952–(m, Holler (2), m, Eyelander (0))
Sugar Candy Fifield 1957–(m, Prater, m, Adee)
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Siblings of Jewel Mae Anderson (73) 1926–1999;

Ruby Pearl Anderson 1913–1998
Robert Frances "Bud" Anderson 1916–1984
Albert Franklin Anderson 1918–1943
Clifford Howard "Tot" Anderson 1920–1950
Helen Loraine Anderson 1922–1998
Beatrice Vera Anderson 1924–1939
Marie Lillian Anderson 1929–2012
Christine Leona Anderson 1930–2004
Lee Roy Anderson 1932–1932
Ray Anderson (Infant Death - Twins) 1934–1934
Fay Anderson (Infant Death - Twins) 1934–1934
Rosie Anderson (Infant Death) 1936–1936
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JEWEL MAE (Anderson), FIFIELD
Obituary and Funeral Service
1926-1999

Prelude- 'Guardian Angels Watching Over Me'

Song- 'Take My Hand Precious Lord'

Obituary –

It wasn't that long ago that I was given the privilege of helping you say good bye to Bill Davis, or 'Uncle Bill', if you prefer. It is my prayer that today I will be able to offer some words that will help you say goodbye in a meaningful way to Jewel.

Part of saying goodbye is facing the reality of death. That is a function of funerals. Today we are faced with the reality of the death of Jewel.

Jewel was born on 24 October, 1926 in Blanchard, Oklahoma. She is survived by her daughter Geneva and husband Edward A Mallang of Everett, WA.; her daughter Candy and husband Jim Adee of Sweet Home Ore.; Her son Alvin Fifield ad wife Linda Kay Lee of Everett, WA.; her son Harry Fifield and Sarah Sally Eyelander of Granite Falls, WA.; her son Charles Fifield of Sweet home, Ore.; her son James Fifield and wife Phyllis Anne Carver of Lebanon, ore.; 3 sisters, 22 grandchildren, 29 great grandchildren, and numerous nieces and nephews.

She was preceded in death by her husband of 48 years, Alvin Charles Fifield, 1 daughter, 3 grandchildren, and 1 great grandchild.

PRAYER
Song- 'Never Easy to Say Goodbye'

The 1920's was a period of recovery from WWI for the United States. It was a decade of celebration. During that time, Jewel was born. She hardly had enough time to know who she was before our nation was plunged into the 'Great Depression.' That was an extremely difficult time for our citizens. But they were survivors, and they learned how to be resourceful. That resourcefulness was passed on to the next generation and became a wonderful experience. It was wonderful because it helped people to know that life was not about the accumulation of things, but rather, it was a family that 'stuck together', it was relationships. This was certainly the case with Jewel.

It has been a very long tie that my feet stepped on a rug that was made with rag that had been tightly braided together. However, that was what Jewel would do with material that had, for all practical purposes, lived out their usefulness. Jew would say, 'No, not yet.' There were many nights that her family was warmed by a blanket that she had crafted. Her family was her hobby. She was very dedicated to them. That dedication would stay with her for all her life, as was evident by her taking Nelson into her home. You see, I Corinthians 13 tells us that love is not feeling, it is a behavior. "Love is Patient, Love is King, and is not Jealous; Love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails; Jewel was not big on verbalizing her love, she let her actions speak for her. That is why her children would not fear the outside world. They knew that love and protection was at home.

She knew how to stretch a menu. Maybe that was nothing more than opening a jar of some fruit or vegetable that she had canned. She would feed whoever had planted their feet under the table at meal time. That was because there were kids in and out of the house all the time. I was in conversation with a gentleman not long ago that centered on the helplessness of children. He said 'You're a preacher. Everybody is wearing these pins that say 'What Would Jesus Do?' I told him that Jesus would care for the children. That was what Jewel did. She provided the children a place that today we would call a 'Safe Home.' It was a place that they knew they would receive a welcome warmth, a meal if they needed it, and a sympathetic ear to listen. Jewel did not engage with her children only, but with children everywhere.

In the Bible, the book of Hebrews 13, the writer is speaking to Christians about some basic behavior that should characterize anyone who wears the name Christian. In Verse 2, the writer says to 'not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this com have entertained angels without knowing it.' Geneva told me that it would not be uncommon for the family to get up in the morning to find some person asleep on the floor. Maybe that was because Jewel would know what it would be like to not have a home to call her own. When Jesus was born into this world, his first bed was made of straw. It is my understanding at one time Fifield family had a bed made of straw, under a bridge.

SONG- 'Coat of Many Colors'

Being dedicated to her family also meant that she was dedicated to her husband.
Being dedicated to her family also meant that she was dedicated to her husband Alvin. When she and Alvin got married, they exchanged vows that said 'For Better or for Worse, for Richer or for poorer, in Sickness and in health, till death do us part.' She and Alvin met on the bank of a river, and she would often be heard to say 'I just decided to keep him.' When a couple has been together 48 years, it's like an amputation when one of them dies. These vows were not taken lightly by jewel. In fact her love for Alvin continued to the day that he died. And now after these years since he died, they will be united again. This is a tremendous example to all who would find themselves entertaining thoughts of ending a marriage when things got a little tough.

SONG- 'Together Again'

Just last Thursday, the citizens of this nation celebrated the holiday we call Thanksgiving. That is a time when we are all encouraged to let our lies grind to a halt, or at least a slowdown, and reflect on how God has blessed us. In a sense, services like this are also a time for thanksgiving. Let me just offer a few suggestions that would give you opportunity to be thankful.

First of all, be thankful for the pioneer spirit that inhabited this woman. Our nation was built on the indomitable spirit of courageous people who would set out on new adventures with nothing more than the clothes on their back, and a determination to be successful. Truly the definition of successful became a subjective thing. And yet, that was what would drive people to be a little bit more than they thought they could be. It would cause people to go out in the field and plow and move rocks and plant vegetables and harvest the veggies and all those other things involved with providing for the family. With the advancement of technology, this kind of spirit is being lost. Be thankful for this spirit that learned how to make do with what was available.

Be thankful for the simple things of life. You likely learned that from Jewel. As the family would follow the harvest, evening time would find them gathered around some person who had a fiddle or a guitar. The labor camp would become a community at harvest time would come alive with laughter and chatter and enjoyment. That was when life was not easy, but it was somewhat laid back. It certainly was slower paced, and people seemed to be able to enjoy life more. That was a time when happiness was not connected to a person's possessions as much as their attitude.

Be thankful for the strength that she passed on to you. Strength to endure when all seemed to be going against you. The strength to go on when you would rather quit. The strength to survive, when it seems that you're taking your last breath.

Finally, be thankful that Jewel is not struggling with her physical body any longer. It is never easy to see someone that we love, be in pain. Neither is it easy for us to let them go. However far to many times that is the only option that we have. So give thanks that although there is a sense of loss for you, there is gain for her.

One of the Kings of Israel, David, had a child die. He prayed that the child would get well, but when he didn't, David said 'I cannot bring him back.' But, I know that one day I will join him. (II Sam 1:23). It would be very timely to reflect on what your mother would want you to do at this time. My guess is that she would say something to the effect that 'I cannot come back to you, but you will one day join me.'

A life well lived is a life to be celebrated. Jewel…, what an appropriate name. She sparkled in all that she did. Those sparkles are your memories. They are yours and yours alone. Hold onto them and cherish them with all your being.

May God bless you richly during this difficult time.
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