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This is the most meaningful interview I have conducted for Baha’i Blog and it’s about a new edition of Fires in Many Hearts, published by George Ronald. This is the memoir of Doris McKay, a spiritual mother to my community on Prince Edward Island, Canada and the creation of this book is deeply tied to my childhood as my parents and many of my spiritual aunts and uncles played a role in its publication.
I am deeply honoured to hear from Paul Vreeland (my father), Ann Boyles (who is like an aunt to me) and from Margaret Tash (a new friend) about a book I will never forget. Paul and Ann were involved in the earlier editions of the memoir, and Margaret helped with this latest edition. Here is what they shared with us about the process of bringing Fires in Many Hearts into the hands of readers:
Baha’i Blog: Hi Ann, Paul and Margaret! Can you tell us a little about yourselves?
I was born and raised on Prince Edward Island, Canada, where Doris and Willard McKay pioneered in 1944. Mrs. McKay was my beloved art teacher in elementary school. She was one of the most magical people in my young life, able to create entire worlds with strokes of her brush—and to encourage us, her students, to try to do the same. I loved her! Later, when I reconnected with her during my university years, she taught me something even more magical than art: the Baha’i Faith. She nurtured me and loved me through times of joy and pain, praying with me, studying with me, counselling me and encouraging me to dedicate my life to Baha’u’llah.
I am a Connecticut Yankee who long ago decided to make Prince Edward Island my home. This is where I met Doris McKay. Assisting her with Fires in Many Hearts, is among the highlights of my life. Others include periods of service in Haiti and west Africa, and witnessing the growth of my children on their own paths of service. Occasionally I carve out a few hours in which to write.
I grew up in Massachusetts and learned about the Baha’i Faith when I was 19 at the University of Massachusetts Amherst, where I worked as a secretary. A few years later, I moved to Wyoming for 12 years as a home-front pioneer, and also completed college. When I returned to New England, I worked as a dietitian in small communities, before moving to western New York in 2009.
Baha’i Blog: Could you please tell us about your involvement in the book?
From the time I first began to visit Doris as a young adult, she would tell stories about her life as a young Baha’i—in 1925 in upstate New York. She spoke about Howard and Mabel, Harlan and Grace, Louise, May, Mary, Martha, Dorothy… At first, I thought they were just interesting old friends of hers, and then one day the penny dropped, and I realized that these were early luminaries of the Baha’i Faith in North America. We young Baha’is began to request her not just to tell stories about her early life in the Baha’i community but to write them down so they would be preserved for future generations. Doris, a nighthawk, would sit with her portable typewriter at her dining room table in the farmhouse in Vernon Bridge until the wee hours of the morning, creating worlds again—this time not with art, but with words. At one point, I keyed some of those typescripts into a rudimentary word processing program on an early portable computer, but mostly I served as one of her many cheerleaders as she struggled with the mighty task of representing these historical figures and episodes with love and accuracy.
To build on a catchphrase, it takes a community to produce a book. Authors commonly practice the courtesy of crediting the members of that community for the contributions each has made to their publications. In the “Acknowledgments,” of Fires in Many Hearts, Doris says that my labour carried the book through to publication. And I will add that it was no small feat. Were Doris to hear me say that, I’d imagine her response: “No small feat? You mean my acknowledgement of you?” No, I mean to note the challenges we faced. We didn’t have a publisher, we didn’t have a typeset press-ready manuscript, and we didn’t have the funds to publish the book.
My involvement with Fires in Many Hearts began around 1985 when my family and I returned to Prince Edward Island after serving as volunteers for the Baha’i community in Haiti. This was shortly after the advent of personal computers and while we had word processors, the tools of desktop publishing were rather rudimentary and outrageously expensive. The cursors we saw on our dark computer screens were blinking, keyboard-driven, green or amber pixels. Doris used a manual typewriter and my initial hope was to re-type the existing pages and to generate a digital manuscript. I made weekly visits to her in Vernon River where we traded the printouts of the lightly-edited files for her newly typed pages. We’d talk about the edits and often she would tell stories related to her writing.
As an aide mémoire, Doris drew upon a collection of letters she had written over the years to her friend Lorna Tasker. The letters stopped after her husband Williard died in 1966, and piecing together the details of the latter chapters proved to be another challenge. Doris’ health began to decline and she suffered a stroke in 1989. I remember visiting her in hospital and reading to her portions of the manuscript. She had lost the capacity for speech and wasn’t then able to respond. Fortunately she recovered. (Living well into her nineties and witnessing the passing of so many of her friends to the Abha Kingdom, Doris sometimes wondered if God had forgotten her.)
I must admit that in carrying the book through to publication, we didn’t know what we were doing; we were immersed in a mode of learning and dependent upon divine assistance. When the manuscript was complete, we needed to find a printer and the money to support the venture. Alanna (my wife) and I worked with Herb Lee, another of Doris’ youthful friends who was serving in Macau. He oversaw the printing in Hong Kong. The term crowdfunding did not exist. Nevertheless, my wife and I coordinated the collection of contributions from several of Doris’ closest friends—enough to pay for the printing a few hundred copies of the book. The understanding was that should there be a surplus, the money would go to the National Assembly of the Baha’is of Canada. (Contributors received a copy of the book, and I think we were lucky to be able to meet expenses.) Alanna and I took orders and payments, and mailed copies of the book from our home. Most of the books had been sold when Doris gave the rights to Nine Pines Publishing for a second printing.
When I moved to Rochester (New York), I didn’t know the history of the Faith here. A dear friend, Karen Marquardt, gave me a copy of Doris’ book shortly after I arrived. Doris’ honest and warm style drew me immediately into the lives of the early Baha’is who lived in, or traveled through, this area. I absolutely love this book, which always inspires me.
Two years ago, I realized it would be lost forever if not put in digital format, which wasn’t available with the first printing. How could we save this precious book for future generations? Finding a publisher presented the first hurdle. It seemed the only option would be to self-publish, even if we didn’t know what to do.
Stephen Vickers of Insight Baha’i Bookshop in the UK was sympathetic and offered to help find a way to self-publish. Before taking that step, he first sent an email to Erica Leith (at George Ronald Publishers), who graciously and generously embraced the plan. The rest is history!
There were other challenges. The original publisher was no longer in business and, while Doris held the copyright, she had passed away in 1992. The book couldn’t be reprinted without resolving these issues. Ann Boyles, Wendi Momen at George Ronald and I worked our way through the permissions aspect of the reissue process.
Once we had a publisher, an artist and dear friend, Jaci Ayorinde, offered to create the new cover, which is so beautiful for this new edition.
Most importantly, there is no doubt Doris was involved every step of the way, making sure the stories of these early heroes and heroines would never be lost. Reprinting the book seemed an impossible task. Yet, here it is! Ann wrote that someone who knew Doris said that, when the book was originally printed, Doris’ wish was that someday it be published by George Ronald. There are no coincidences!
Baha’i Blog: Why do you think this book is important?
Doris was, of course, a witness and a participant in significant historical events, but beyond a recounting of the mere facts, she painted vivid word pictures depicting scenes, people, emotions, and spiritual conditions in an engaging way. As Douglas Martin commented after reading the book, “It’s a wonderful record of a heroic period in the Faith’s history in North America….”
As Ann wrote in the original edition, Doris was encouraged to include the very real struggles the friends faced… the clashes and the challenges. Sometimes a biography portrays a person as so heroic and peerless – and maybe they were! – that we feel utterly incapable of even trying to emulate them. Doris shows their very human side, so we can be patient with ourselves and others in our struggles, since we are all want to serve the Faith the best we can.
Doris’ description of the Great Depression gives a spiritual perspective of the material world. They lost everything but didn’t look back. Instead, they looked forward to the next path of service. What a great example to follow, as society becomes ever more trapped in materialism.
It’s hard to imagine the isolation felt in the early years on PEI. Doris wrote: “When I went on errands, walking alone on the streets of Charlottetown, I would often feel the tears running down my cheeks and I would fight them back to conceal them from others.” Let’s use technology, where we can see and talk with friends, to support each other’s efforts. Imagine how Doris would have used Zoom to serve the Faith!!
In many ways, Fires in Many Hearts is a landmark. As a privately published biography it’s unique in its success, this being its third printing—surely a testament to the quality of the writing and to the love of the friends for Doris. The tell-it-like-it-was style of the writing, intimate, uncensored, and honest, describes a life of sacrifice stripped of a sentimentality that would otherwise prevent us from seeing the sacred. Fires in Many Hearts is not a chronicle of roses and accomplishments; it doesn’t shy away from the frailties that make us both human and heroic. In 1991, readers found something refreshingly natural in the narrative. It was a story in which we could see ourselves, and we sensed something liberating by its telling. Our heroes came down to us and became our friends. That, I think was groundbreaking, opening the way for others to tell their stories.
Baha’i Blog: What do you hope people will take away with them, long after they’ve finished reading?
First and foremost, these devoted souls are our spiritual ancestors! We can call on them for help, because they are waiting for us. Just ask!
Never give up or become hopeless, no matter how difficult the circumstances.
And, you’re never – ever – too old to teach the Faith. Doris taught a new, young generation in her 80s, lived until she was 98, and created a treasured memoir to inspire Baha’is everywhere.
I hope that readers will take away at least four things from this memoir: a sense of the spiritual adventure of becoming a Baha’i during the early years of the Faith in North America; a closer connection to those early Baha’is; an understanding that they, too, were human beings with their own struggles; and inspiration to follow in their footsteps. As Douglas Martin put it, “The great strength of the account lies in its honesty…. Doris’ willingness to speak so candidly about such experiences as the ‘Tilbury Tenement’ period will mean a great deal to Baha’i readers who have all known their Tilbury passages in life.”
There is a lot of love in the book. Fires is inspired by love. The last paragraph of the book reads:
“This book is also a result of that love power. It began with Howard Colby Ives. He had not veiled his eyes when we gathered to hear him speak in 1925. He gave us the gift of a message that became life indeed. Howard Colby Ives, who had been taught the lesson of Love by the Master Himself, was truly ‘a lighter of fires in many hearts’. As one of his spiritual daughters, I aspire to be a link in the love-chain, passing on that heritage.”
Here we are in 2021 commemorating the centenary of the passing of Abdu’l-Baha, the Master, remembering Him and sharing stories of His life of love. Doris aspired “to be a link in the love-chain.” She wrote the book because of her love for the reader, because of her love for us, because of her love for you. I hope you accept the gift with gratitude.
Baha’i Blog: Thank you all so very much for taking the time to share this with us.
In her innermost heart, Sonjel is a stay-at-home parent and a bookworm with a maxed out library card but professionally she is a museologist with a background in English Literature. She currently lives on Prince Edward Island, an isle in the shape of a smile on the eastern Canadian coast. Sonjel is a writer who loves to listen to jazz when she's driving at night.
Thank you for the interviews.
Ann recommended this book to me almost 20 years ago and I can remember thinking while I was reading it that it was something precious.
Now I am going to read it again.
Michael V Day (January 1, 2022 at 2:11 AM)
My husband and I went to Siberia in 1990 with the first Marion Jack Troup; then we had a calamity and sold everything in our Seattle area, including home. We moved to Jamestown and were to return. We were in Russia aka Siberia, Ukraine, Belarus 1990-1993. In Jamestown, i was feeling like a stone. We went to a play in Cambridge Springs about Martha Root. The wonderful actress told me about Doris McKay and I felt an urgency. I ordere her first printing, and received the book 3 days before we were to go back to Dneprovpetrovsk, Ukraine. I inhaled the book, an fervored intensity filled me with joy and passion. We roared back, gone was my dullard feelings.
I called a friend Melanie before I left, mailed her my book and we declared ourselves as early members of the Doris McKay Fan Club in U.S. Doris’ life caused me to rocket into passion and teaching.
I have told countless people about her. I have given her book to so many and still continue to this day. When we read of the early ones we are galvanized forever; they are with us. How priivleged can one be.
An aside I met Claire Vreeland on line as she published an essay o essay of mine in The Trees Clapped Their Hans. We ended up years later in California house sitting, and i contacted her, learned she was recently widowed and said c’mon out for a visit to Pasadena. We had a blast.
Wow, life is picking up! At 83 i am ablaze and grateful to have been recreaqted. I write also, have two books and working o a third: Without A Net: a Sojourn in Russia, was carried by Pub Trust; both books approved and You Cary the Trust for contemporary and now have resurrected my blog: http://www.sorrygnat.com. I had stopped blogging when my husband passed, but I’ve never stopped teaching. This is such a momentous time! blessings ot all.
esther, Altadena, CA
Esther Bradley-DeTally (January 1, 2022 at 3:25 AM)
Thank you – all of you – for the efforts you made to manage getting this wonderful story into the hands of readers everywhere.
My only connection with Doris – since we never met – has been by my wife Fereshteh’s and my acquaintance with her sister-in-law, Marguerite (McKay) Firoozi, and Marguerite’s husband, Mehdi, of Geneva, New York.
Doris and her husband, Willard McKay, had their beloved Emerald Hill Fruit Farm near the shore of Seneca Lake, south of Geneva, NY, and in late 1924 invited Willard’s wheelchair-bound mother, Edith, and his two sisters, Marguerite and Christine, to move in with them.
In 1925 the first Baha’i Local Spiritual Assembly of Geneva was formed!
Looking forward in time, to 1966, Fereshteh and I served on the Geneva Baha’i Spiritual Assembly with Marguerite and her husband, Mehdi Firoozi. It was Mehdi Firoozi from whom I had first heard of Baha’u’llah in 1955/56 during a Youth Meeting at the First Presbyterian Church in Seneca Falls, NY. I was in 8th Grade.
I believe that Christine, Marguerite’s sister, later joined Doris and Willard in Prince Edward Island, Canada, where they ‘pioneered’ as settled teachers of the Baha’i Faith.
Doris’ husband Willard died in 1966, but Marguerite lived into her 90’s as did Doris.
Fires In Many Hearts is an inspiring, heart-activating, account of Doris’ life as an early believer of the Revelation of Baha’u’llah, living in Geneva, NY, Pittsburgh, PA, Jamestown, NY, and both Vernon Bridge and Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, Canada. Doris’ story is told from the inside-out, not just an accounting of facts, names, and places. Reading the story is to feel the exhilaration (and the trials, challenges, and emotional tests) that Doris -a relatively early American Baha’i experienced, only a few years after Abdu’l-Baha (1844-1921), Who, as the son of Baha’u’llah and appointed Center of the Covenant, had visited the United States and Canada in 1912-3. It happened that so many of those even earlier Baha’is, who experienced the spiritual presence of Abdu’l-Baha’s personage on His visit in America, were spiritually transformed individuals who Doris and Willard became closely connected to, actively involved with, and spiritually strengthened by, as they engaged tirelessly to expand the horizons of the Faith. You will meet them in Fires In Many Hearts!
Henry W. Miller (February 2, 2022 at 8:55 PM)