Last December, I received a notification from Ancestry asking whether this person named Marcia was my niece’s mother. Well, yes. I found it really funny that it didn’t ask me whether Marcia was my sister, which she is, as well as Alexandria’s mom.
The site gave me a lovely color picture of her graduating from high school in Charlotte, NC, in the ’70s. However, I can’t show you that one because it’s linked to many other people’s pictures with their names. So, it won’t allow me to show you the individual photo. Instead, I share another picture from around that same time.
I was always jealous of her ‘fro. I could never grow one like that. In fact, my hair started receding around the time of this picture or probably even earlier.
Interestingly, there is a Marcia Green, who graduated from Binghamton Central High School, my alma mater, in 1978. She is NOT my sister.
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It was 50 years ago last year that my parents and Marcia moved to Charlotte, NC, from Johnson City, NY, near Binghamton and in Broome County. My father went south first, Marcia, and then my mother.
Marcia had a different high school experience than our sister Leslie and me. She attended Johnson City High School briefly and then graduated from a school in Mecklenburg County, North Carolina.
When we have conversations on our Sunday ZOOM calls, we naturally have many similarities from growing up as a base of experience. But Leslie and I both attended Binghamton Central for three years, though she spent ninth grade at West Junior High School after they closed my K to 9 schools, Daniel S. Dickinson.
One of my random favorite thoughts is that I once sang for Marcia’s kindergarten class at Dickinson, though I’m not sure how that happened. Her teacher was Mrs. Burroughs, whereas Miss Cady taught Leslie and me.
Happy birthday, Marcia!
