December 7, 1943 - “A Day that will live in Infamy”. A date we remember, even if we don’t remember the event. As we do with 9-11.
But a nice event happened on December 7, 1974. It was the day Marjorie came from Venezuela to spend about eight months as part of our family. And, as extended family, for the next forty years.
We had been part of the Teenage Exchange Program with the Partners of the Americas. Two of our daughters had already been to Venezuela. Margaret had stayed with Marjorie’s family for six weeks, and Marjorie’s sister, Ana, had stayed with us. Then we arranged (outside the program) for Marjorie to stay with us and attend school in Hendersonville. She had already graduated from high school in Caracas, but it was still an experience for her to go to classes here in the US, and for our suburban Southern school to have her as part of the student body.
Marjorie went home the following summer, but returned later to the US. She eventually got her green card and has settled in the Boston area. She is a wine specialist in shop there. She’s also a licensed Boston area tour guide, specializing in trips with Spanish-speaking groups. Now social media keeps us in touch.
Happy Anniversary, Marjorie!
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That's a lovely memory!
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