Alright party people.
First off, thank you so much for the already overwhelming response of people who have voted for my mom. I can not say thank you enough!
Second, today is the deadline for helping me name the newest Georgetown school facility after my mom. So if you haven’t voted make sure you jump on and do so today.
Here’s a reminder of the steps.
Go to this link – http://tinyurl.com/gisdms4name
Fill out all the information.
- School Name You Are Submitting – Molly Frazier Middle School
- Identify the type of name –
- 500 word descriptive essay – (I’ve included my wife’s essay below to help give some direction, but speak from the heart).
- My dad’s contact information. Email me at email@example.com if you want this information and I’ll send it to you.
- Your information.
Spread the word! Make phone calls, text, email and utilize every social media platform available to get the word out. We need as much support as we can get!
Thank you guys for joining me on this effort. As I wrote in my previous post, I don’t feel like you have to have a school named after you to leave an impact on this world, my mom has already done that, but I do believe she is absolutely worthy of it.
Below is the essay my wife wrote and it truly embodies all that my mom’s life represented.
My mother in-law, Molly Frazier, made an incredibly significant contribution to education in Georgetown ISD. She served with GISD for 31 years. Six of those years she was a coach and teacher at GHS before becoming a PE teacher at Annie Purl Elementary.
From the moment I met her in 2003, Molly always shared with her words and her life how much she cared about her students and co-workers. She would go to the greatest effort to make her students laugh, learn, be included and grow. I will never forget all she gave to different events to draw joy out of her students and create an environment for any child to actually feel welcomed and able to be themselves. She was good at that, making others feel more free to be them. She spoke life into people.
She not only invested into the students of Georgetown but also other GISD staff around her. I remember Molly always telling me about her co-workers. She spoke with such positivity about each person, choosing to focus on others’ strengths and how to draw it out of them. She sought out others outside of the “formal” work week. Even after her diagnosis of cancer and facing the trials that come along with treatment, she continued to pursue these relationships. She would meet other teachers for lunches, dinners, coffees, etc. She truly cared about them, not dismissing their life or challenges when facing her own.
Personally, knowing Molly as the mother of my husband and as someone who came to be a dear, dear friend was my favorite part of Molly. I learned who she was as a person. She authentically cared for others, wanted to know about them, wanted growth and good for them. She made me laugh, challenged me, encouraged me and served me. I’ve never met someone who gave and gave as she did to our family in such a challenging time for herself. Our daughter spent almost 5 months in the NICU when she was first born. While my husband was at work, Molly would come sit with me or sit with Davy so I could take a moment away. She sat through difficult moments, procedures and surgeries with us, by our side no matter how much it was also paining her to see it. When Davy came home from the hospital and Scott returned to work, Molly was there for me when no one else could be. She cleaned, cooked, ran errands, made me laugh, cleaned medical supplies and more, all the while she was in her last months of life.
She never spoke a negative word, never complained, fought for joy, fought for joy for others, loved deeply and cared contagiously. Are these not descriptions of someone we want the future generation to look to as an example? This is why I want to see a new school named in her honor. She invested deeply, genuinely, thoughtfully and joyfully into her students, fellow co-workers and community at large.