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Comments on: Remembering Marcia Luce, a co-worker and a friend http://www.waltham.lib.ma.us/blog/main/?p=2160 WPL's Blog Fri, 27 Mar 2015 13:10:52 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.1 By: Laura Bernheim http://www.waltham.lib.ma.us/blog/main/?p=2160#comment-21702 Laura Bernheim Tue, 12 Nov 2013 14:26:45 +0000 http://www.waltham.lib.ma.us/blog/main/?p=2160#comment-21702 Thank-you so much for your kind words about our blog and the great memories of your sister. I forwarded your comment to the whole staff so that they can read more about Marcia. Sympathies to you and your family for your loss. Laura Bernheim Head Reference Librarian Waltham Public Library Thank-you so much for your kind words about our blog and the great memories of your sister. I forwarded your comment to the whole staff so that they can read more about Marcia. Sympathies to you and your family for your loss.
Laura Bernheim
Head Reference Librarian
Waltham Public Library

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By: Bob "Scott" MacStravic http://www.waltham.lib.ma.us/blog/main/?p=2160#comment-21688 Bob "Scott" MacStravic Tue, 12 Nov 2013 00:35:52 +0000 http://www.waltham.lib.ma.us/blog/main/?p=2160#comment-21688 After the sadness of Marcia's passing, the chance to read this blog, then attend her funeral and interment has added a beautiful and fitting end to her life, as well as to meet some of those who knew her for a long time, but were unknown to me. As her "Irish Twin" (we were born only 10 months and 28 days apart), I have a longer perspective on her life, though also a narrower one, since I've lived all over the U.S. while she remained in the Boston area forever. She first served as my translator when I was mastering baby talk while she could speak adult stuff, though I was never sure whether her translations were accurate or not. We were competitive and often contentious in our youths. We enjoyed a similar taste in books, so whenever I visited her in Waltham, she was sure to add to my reading list some new authors or books by familiar ones. She and I were fierce competitors in the realm of trivial knowledge, splitting wins vs. losses when we competed, and invariably winning when we were on the same team. I pity anyone else who had to go up against her. When I left for college, I took the opportunity to change my name to "Scott" which I have used ever since, though Marcia, naturally, kept to "Bob". This seemed a bit arbitrary, since after she learned of my name change, she began calling herself "Scotty", and during the years before she married, if we were both at home and got a phone call for "Scotty", it was necessary to check further as to which of us was the intended recipient. Since I thought of the name first, I naturally felt I deserved to be its sole bearer, but Marcia didn't think much of that argument. Fortunately, she gave up on this brief attempt at re-labeling, and I have been able to enjoy mine ever since. Marcia was a major influence in my life. She was the one who told me, after I was discharged from a three-year stint in the Army, that Harvard offered a degree program for adults in the evenings that I should attend. I owe much of my subsequent education, including a Master's and Doctoral degree, as well as twenty years of teaching graduate students about health management, to her advice. During the two years I spent there getting my Bachelor's degree, Marcia often invited me over for dinner so she could try out exotic dishes that she knew Charlie wouldn't like. There I would get to hold her daughter Valerie on my knee, prompting me to think about getting married, myself, which I did just a few months after graduation. By the way, despite a legend that has persisted for over 50 years, Marcia did NOT drive across the Mystic River five times on the same trip north. She only crossed three times and it was the Eliott Bridge! As a driver, she had more strange adventures than anyone else I know, however. She would brook neither criticism nor advice, however, by anyone riding with her. I have always suspected that at least one of the reasons she spent her entire life in the Boston area was that she was unwilling to start from scratch in some other place learning her way around. Though the past year has been tough for those of us who loved her, as her health declined, it was at least mitigated by the fact that she was able to do a number of "bucket list" things during the year. And I was proud to be included on the list when she flew out here for a visit to Friday Harbor, a locale I had never visited myself until she came. She had previously joined us on a delightful trip to Ireland where a great time was had by all, and had made a number of visits out here to the Pacific Northwest, enjoying a taste of Victoria. BC, the Olympic National Park and Alaska, for example, with my wife and myself. Many thanks to all of you who made her life as joyful as I know it was. And thanks as well to all who took the time to attend her funeral and interment. She will be missed, but her life was certainly worth living and celebrating. After the sadness of Marcia’s passing, the chance to read this blog, then attend her funeral and interment has added a beautiful and fitting end to her life, as well as to meet some of those who knew her for a long time, but were unknown to me. As her “Irish Twin” (we were born only 10 months and 28 days apart), I have a longer perspective on her life, though also a narrower one, since I’ve lived all over the U.S. while she remained in the Boston area forever.

She first served as my translator when I was mastering baby talk while she could speak adult stuff, though I was never sure whether her translations were accurate or not. We were competitive and often contentious in our youths. We enjoyed a similar taste in books, so whenever I visited her in Waltham, she was sure to add to my reading list some new authors or books by familiar ones. She and I were fierce competitors in the realm of trivial knowledge, splitting wins vs. losses when we competed, and invariably winning when we were on the same team. I pity anyone else who had to go up against her.

When I left for college, I took the opportunity to change my name to “Scott” which I have used ever since, though Marcia, naturally, kept to “Bob”. This seemed a bit arbitrary, since after she learned of my name change, she began calling herself “Scotty”, and during the years before she married, if we were both at home and got a phone call for “Scotty”, it was necessary to check further as to which of us was the intended recipient. Since I thought of the name first, I naturally felt I deserved to be its sole bearer, but Marcia didn’t think much of that argument. Fortunately, she gave up on this brief attempt at re-labeling, and I have been able to enjoy mine ever since.

Marcia was a major influence in my life. She was the one who told me, after I was discharged from a three-year stint in the Army, that Harvard offered a degree program for adults in the evenings that I should attend. I owe much of my subsequent education, including a Master’s and Doctoral degree, as well as twenty years of teaching graduate students about health management, to her advice. During the two years I spent there getting my Bachelor’s degree, Marcia often invited me over for dinner so she could try out exotic dishes that she knew Charlie wouldn’t like. There I would get to hold her daughter Valerie on my knee, prompting me to think about getting married, myself, which I did just a few months after graduation.

By the way, despite a legend that has persisted for over 50 years, Marcia did NOT drive across the Mystic River five times on the same trip north. She only crossed three times and it was the Eliott Bridge! As a driver, she had more strange adventures than anyone else I know, however. She would brook neither criticism nor advice, however, by anyone riding with her. I have always suspected that at least one of the reasons she spent her entire life in the Boston area was that she was unwilling to start from scratch in some other place learning her way around.

Though the past year has been tough for those of us who loved her, as her health declined, it was at least mitigated by the fact that she was able to do a number of “bucket list” things during the year. And I was proud to be included on the list when she flew out here for a visit to Friday Harbor, a locale I had never visited myself until she came. She had previously joined us on a delightful trip to Ireland where a great time was had by all, and had made a number of visits out here to the Pacific Northwest, enjoying a taste of Victoria. BC, the Olympic National Park and Alaska, for example, with my wife and myself.

Many thanks to all of you who made her life as joyful as I know it was. And thanks as well to all who took the time to attend her funeral and interment. She will be missed, but her life was certainly worth living and celebrating.

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