Agnes Mae Pharo

Born Agnes Mae Brown on June 16, 1904 in Denver, CO to John Archibald Brown and Margaret Ann (Nelson) Brown
Married to Charles Whitmore Pharo on May 10, 1925 in Denver
Died May 13, 1985 in Denver, CO.
Agnes is best known for the Christmas piece "What Is Christmas"'
"What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace."
She wrote prolifically. Some of the writings were inspirational type writings. Many were historical articles, usually in one of a few western history magazines such as True West, Frontier Times, and Old West. Examples include:
"Freak Squeaks" The American Mercury, September 1960, p 93
"The Intellectual Con-Man" Frontier Times, September 1965, p 25
"Pat Lynch, Hermit" True West, December 1966, p 23
"Submarine of the Rockies", True West, June 1967, p 29
"Top of the World" Old West, June 1968, pp 36-38
"Thirteen Million Tons of Snow Buried Denver" Frontier Times, May 1969, pp32-33
"Saga of the Camp Bird" Frontier Times, May 1970, pp 26,27
"Arizona's Mystery Castle" True West, June 1970, p 35
"Two Bachelors and a Lighthouse" Old West, March 1972, p. 45
"Nuggets - The Case of the Topless Saguaros" Frontier Times, July 1975, p 32.
Agnes also co-authored with two other women, under the pen name Lance Fremont, the children's book "The Mystery of the Cougar's Yellow Eye." (Baker Publishing Group- June 1982)
She was also a very skilled painter, with the majority of her paintings being landscapes.
Along with husband, Charles, she was a skilled photographer.
Agnes lived in only two houses her entire life. She and Charles lived the first few years of their married life with her parents, then moved into the house they bought and where they lived until she died.
Remembrance of Agnes from Grandson, Brett Pharo: "I can honestly say that Grandma and Grandpa Pharo taught me as much about the true meaning of love, commitment, service, and marriage as anyone I've ever known. My wife, Deb, and I used to just marvel at the tenderness those two showed each other (especially when they didn't think anyone was watching)."

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