Harriet Amelia Folsom Young was a notable figure in the early history of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and a significant cultural and political presence in Salt Lake City, Utah. Born in 1838, she became the fifty-first plural wife of Brigham Young, the church's second president, which positioned her at the heart of the church's development during a transformative period. Young was not only a devoted member of her faith but also an accomplished pianist and vocalist, contributing to the cultural life of her community through music and performance. Her life exemplified the complexities of women's roles in the early Latter-day Saint movement, as she navigated the challenges of plural marriage and the expectations placed upon her as a leader and supporter of the church. Young's legacy is intertwined with the broader narrative of the church's history and the societal dynamics of 19th-century America, particularly regarding women's rights and religious expression. Her contributions to both the church and the cultural landscape of Utah reflect the multifaceted nature of her influence and the significant role she played in shaping the community around her.
“Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.My cheek like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed.Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.I have kissed young love on the lips, I have heard his song to the end.I have struck my hand like a seal in the loyal hand of a friend.I have known the peace of heaven, the comfort of work done well.I have longed for death in the darkness and risen alive out of hell.Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.I give a share of my soul to the world where my course is run.I know that another shall finish the task I must leave undone.I know that no flower, nor flint was in vain on the path I trod.As one looks on a face through a window, through life I have looked on God.Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.””
“Old enough to know better, young enough to do it twice and see if it gets my rocks off,””
“They still live. They breathe, they love each other, they find joy in the world around them for no other reason than because they are children. They are resilient. They will always rise above. Always. It is a curious facet of the innocent young.””