Mary MacDougall

Member of the Silver Stringers
Contributor to the Melrose Mirror


Out staff historian and source of a wealth of information on people, places and procedures, Mary E. (Landrigan) MacDougall died on May 4, 2004 at 79.
Silver Stringers.


Although we could not get her to write, Mary was a lifelong resident here and quick to offer her knowledge at our meetings. With her smile and colorful, fashionable appearance, she will be missed.

Typical of Mary, she has directed memorial contributions be sent to the Milano Senior Center, 201 W. Foster Street, Melrose, MA 02176.
Russ Priestley


MARY MacDOUGALL 163 Essex St., Melrose Too bad that Mary MacDougall wrote only three stories for the Melrose Mirror. She was a Melrose mirror that not only reflected a large portion of the population, but her oral map mentioned every named-location throughout the Melrose Square geographic area.

She warmed to her subject at the meetings when she mentioned every store that had long since gone out of business. And she always knew the one(s) that had preceeded them at that address.

Mary and her children were the family's last representatives to live in Melrose. "Somewhere" I heard mentioned that she was the third generation to do so but those "somewheres" aren't always accurate, are they?
Natalie Thomson


When I joined the SilverStringers a few years ago, I became acquainted with Mary MacDougall. Mary possesed a wealth of information about the people, places, and happenings in Melrose. If anyone had a question about the above, someone would say, "ask Mary."

Mary was very up to date on copyright laws as well. I had written an article in which I inserted a song written by Irving Berlin. When that was mentioned at a meeting, Mary spoke up and said that I couldn't use it because of the copyright. I removed the song. I will miss Mary and all her tidbits of information.
Ella Letterie


Mary died May 5, 2004. She always had interesting stories of Melrose and the people living here. Although a wonderful story teller, it is unfortunate that we never could get Mary to write anything. She was a remarkable lady and will be missed by all who knew her.
Bob Ross


A life-long friend and an energetic, active walker who would pass me three times as I strolled through Square One Mall. She was very entertaining as she voiced her very strong opinions on many subjects. She was still going to school, taking courses for adults at Salem State and she knew all the best places to go for lunch.
Ed Wright


When I think of Mary I have a picture of her big smile under the very colorful hats she wore as she shared her "tidbits" of candy or other things she had picked up at fairs or banks. Her stories brought back so many memories of Melrose in the 40's and 50's - she had a phenomenal memory - as she remembered the Hay and Grain Store on the corner of W. Emerson and Tremont Streets, all the stores on Main Street, the root beer floats at Haslem's Drug Store, and so many other tales from the past.

At her funeral at St. Mary's Church, Fr. Sullivan said he would remember her as she would approach him after Mass with a big smile saying, "That was a very good sermon, Father -- but." And then she would proceed to tell him how he should have expanded on this or left out that. After Mass someone commented that she had thought Father's sermons were improving and now she knows why.
Kay McCarte


Dave Moreland feels that the following poem by Mary Frye exemplifies Mary's life:

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow:
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am sunlight on ripened grain:
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there.
I did not die.

July 2, 2004




Articles by Mary MacDougall
id 1635 Irish Bread -- Foods/Recipies
id 3266 Saga Of "Sweet Thing" -- Random Thoughts 10/1/99
id 3272 Queen Mary Visits Boston -- Features 11/5/99