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I came to the Boston area in early September of 1972 and in mid-September there was a demo for the SCA at MIT. I went. I joined. Of the people who were the core members of the Boston area group back then, some moved on to other activities. Some stayed. And some have died.

I found Marian hard to read at first. She was generous and open, easy to talk with, but sometimes seemed to step back from closer ties. Not unreasonable for anyone to act that way, but I've wondered if part of it was trying very hard to keep herself from becoming a mother-figure to the group. She was older, she had the house, and people sure tried to push her into that role. She didn't want it. She wasn't there to hold people's hands, to comfort them, to give sympathy and motherly advice. But give them a place to sleep and something to eat? Of course! And excellent conversation and clever ideas and a dry sense of humor and clear-eyed, clear-headed observations. And puns. Never forget the puns. And the sly sideways glance to see if you caught it, and the quick loud laugh for those bright enough to give a comeback of their own.

Many will miss her. I'll miss her.

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nineweaving
May. 15th, 2010 05:50 am (UTC)
Oh, well observed. May I link to this?

Nine
cimeara
May. 15th, 2010 03:06 pm (UTC)
Of course, of course! And we'll be there on the 23rd, of course that, too.
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