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MARION DE LONG posted a condolence
Saturday, December 10, 2005
MARJORIE WAS MY ENGLISH TEACHER MY FRESHMAN YEAR AT RAMAPO 1965/66. WE DID A MELODRAMA FOR THE SCHOOL TALENT SHOW.I WORE A WIG WHICH FLEW OFF MY HEAD AT THE END. AS AN ADULT I HAVE WORKED WITH THEATRE AND DID SOME ACTING. SHE WAS A FUN TEACHER...I WILL NEVER FORGET HER. YOU HAVE MY DEEPEST SYMPATHY...MY MAIDEN NAME WAS MARION KROLL I GRADUATED IN '69
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David Aimone posted a condolence
Tuesday, December 6, 2005
I'm very sad to hear about Marge Smith. I only knew her when I was about 10-11 years old, but fondly remember her, Dorothy and Vega. Best wishes
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Laurie Scott posted a condolence
Monday, December 5, 2005
Dorothy, I have such happy memories of journalism class with your mother. She touched so many students.
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Susan Ruth - Miller posted a condolence
Monday, December 5, 2005
I was an editor of Serendipity and Rampage in the late 60's...Hard to believe it was long ago. Mrs. Smith's encouragement made me a life long writer and reader and I will always be a frustrated journalist.Although I eventually went into law, my daughter is starting her career in magazine journalism...I will always remember how she enjoyed Russell Baker's columns and those rides to the printer in Bloomfield w/ our galleys long before desktop publishing. I also suspect that she knew that we checked out the SDS counter-convention when she escorted us to the student journalism conference at Columbia although she never let on...Thank you for sharing your mother so generously with the Ramapo
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Peg Johnson nee Nelson posted a condolence
Friday, December 2, 2005
I'm sad to hear of Aunt Margie's death. The thought of the two of them percolating away on the east coast always warmed my heart. I remember so many stories of the escapades of the two couples, including a New Year's Eve when my Dad was sick in bed. He awoke to find himself surrounded by candle-bearing friends, singing away. He wasn't sure if he was still alive, in heaven, or hell! I remember visiting your house, and the neighbor calling us Bag and Jelly Ann. We referred to each other that way until she died. We often spoke of all of you, and remembered family visits from the Smiths to Duluth. Somewhere I have a great picture of Merrie or Dorothy on the pontoon boat at Mom and Daddy's cabin. Aunt Margie's laugh and pithy comments were a joy.
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Donna Chewning Rabenow posted a condolence
Sunday, November 20, 2005
As my neighbor, 2 houses away when I was growing up, and friends of my parents, the Smith's were just part of my childhood. She was a member of the local ladies ""Book Club"" along with my Mom and their other friends. My best memory of Mrs. Smith is when she taught a few of us to say ""Do you want to play jump over the ball?""in German so that we could all play with the new girl in the neighborhood, when after WWII, Claire Schneider moved in from Berlin - she couldn't speak any English, and we couldn't speak any German, so over to Mrs. Smith we went.
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Stuart Smith posted a condolence
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Mom was a Cub Scout ""Den Mother"" when I was growing up. She of course taught us the usual campcrafts--knot tying, campfire building, identifying both useful and dangerous plants, etc. We would have hikes down to the ""wilderness"" now an upscale neighborhood known as Pace
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Stuart Smith posted a condolence
Saturday, November 19, 2005
For many years Mom was a member of the Village Players, a local
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Stuart Smith posted a condolence
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Since my friend and Ramapo HS classmate John Harkins has opened the door to multi-part guestbook entries, I'm going to say a few more words about Mom in order to give visitors to this book a better picture of the breadth and the intensity of her interests. Mom was not one to undertake ""vast projects with half-vast ideas."" She threw herself into each one with the intention of producing something of substantial quality. I'll give just two examples from among several dozen I could have chosen: Mom's activities with the Village Players amateur theater group, and those with my Cub Scout den. The things Mom did with these two groups were among the major experiences I had growing up in the Smith family. <see next entry>
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Stuart Smith posted a condolence
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Mom was a Cub Scout ""Den Mother"" when I was growing up. She of course taught us the usual campcrafts--knot tying, campfire building, identifying both useful and dangerous plants, etc. We would have hikes down to the ""wilderness"" now an upscale neighborhood known as Pace Drive at the end of Van Houten Ave. There we practiced our
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Hal Russo posted a condolence
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
I was a student of Mrs Smith's at Ramapo High School back in the early 70's. I loved her enthusiam. It was contagious.
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Betty Smith posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Marge was a wonderful letter writer and a prompt correspondent. This did not change with her declining health. She just wrote her well-crafted letters in a larger script with wide-spaced lines she created herself with a ruler.
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Glenn Petrucci posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Mrs. Smith was a wonderful and classy woman. My condolonces.
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John Harkins posted a condolence
Sunday, November 13, 2005
At Ramapo, I met Stu Smith, classmate and son of teacher Mrs. Smith. That there were two leaders at Ramapo who seemed to handle fame effortlessly and without obvious collision is, of course, testimony to both of them—and to their confidence and modesty. As a newcomer, Stu welcomed me to the "lunch bunch." I soon learned that his unpretentious and effortless warmth must have been at least a reflection his mother’s.
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John Harkins posted a condolence
Sunday, November 13, 2005
Fast-forward to 2005 and the plans for the 45th anniversary of our Ramapo’s class of 1960 are under way. I called a number of classmates with whom I’d lost touch over the decades. Google aided and abetted the effort and soon I located Stu at UMass. A flurry of notes through the ether, a retelling of the SAT prep story to Stu, and his sharing of my gratitude with his mother are sweet. I think Marge would be pleased to know that my love of words was encouraged and enhanced by her efforts. I’m glad I didn’t stint on retelling an old, old story.
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Alison Hankinson posted a condolence
Saturday, November 12, 2005
My memories of Marge Smith are very vague as it's a long time since we last met. Great bone structure and a sharp mind were my first thoughts. And then, anyone who produced my dear and wonderful friend Dorothy must have been good stuff! I'm sorry I didn't know her better. My thoughts are with the family.
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Paul Sandberg posted a condolence
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Marge, I've said good-bye, but here are some of my thoughts.
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Dorothy Mullen posted a condolence
Thursday, November 10, 2005
What a nice e-place to gather. It reminds my that in her mid-80s and struggling with macular degeneration, Marge Smith decided to take on the task of learning how to use the computer so that she could communicate with generations that no longer wanted to do it the old way. She was more progressive than her Luddite daughter. She stayed with it until the physical and visual demands placed it out of her reach. I second Stuart's memory of that jack of all trades quality. I was especially fond of her ability to form rhyming couplets. Mom could take any thought, any piece of dirt on an unliked politician, any reportable event and turn it into funny poems. She used to make me come in hot and sweaty from the playing fields to write verse. And the star gazing. That went on for years, with readings of the Greek and native American stories for each constellation. Claire still has her well worn copy of D'Aulaires. Since Stu already covered the meals we survived, I'll add an admiring culinary memory. Mom kept the same culture of sour dough alive in her refrigerator for endless years. Finally, I will add that she was never fond of football teams from Texas and all problems were solved during ""the Pause"". I'm all smiles, Mom. I love you. Dor
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Stuart Smith posted a condolence
Wednesday, November 9, 2005
Mom was a teacher, linguist, poet, journalist, actress and all-round
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Nancy Misel posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 8, 2005
Stargazing. I can't count the number of evenings we spent with Mrs Smith looking at the stars. To this day, if I'm out on a clear night I'm checking the sky for the many stars and constellations she taught me... Orion, Scorpio, Andromeda, Cassiopeia, Altair, Deneb, Vega, Aldebaran and, of course, Beetle Juice Betelgeuse!
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Janet Misel Colyer posted a condolence
Tuesday, November 8, 2005
So many things I would never have experienced if it hadn't been for Mrs. Smith-eating pickled herring on New Year's Eve, making sawdust paste puppets, Cape Cod 1967 and so much more! And always a warm welcome at the Smith house-""the more the merrier.""
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Judi Avery Mayes posted a condolence
Monday, November 7, 2005
Marge will be greatly missed - she was one of my girls scout leaders and Mother of my best childhood friend, Merrie. She was a great Lady, and loved us all as her own.
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Max Mullen posted a condolence
Monday, November 7, 2005
I remember grammy when she used to come down to the Prospect AVE. house and she always had a hand drawn maze and a piece of licorice to occupy me with. She also used to have a lighter about her person when she used to smoke. When she lit it I always tried to blow the flame out of the lighter after she lit her cigarette. It took me a few years to realize that she was really just taking her finger off of the flame and my blowing wasn't really doing anything. I feel that as much as life blew and blew, she would not go out until she took her finger off of her own proverbial fuel injector. She was lucid to the end, a fire that lived until she felt it was her time to go.
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Susan Gill Weiss posted a condolence
Monday, November 7, 2005
I knew Marjorie as Dorothy's Mom. When Dorothy and I were in college together 30 years ago!, I was welcomed into the Smith's home many times. Dinner was always steaks, salad and Jack Daniels. It was a welcome and memorable dose of family by proxy for me, as my own parents were too far away for spur of the moment visitation. I will be forever grateful, not just for hospitality shown to a lonesome student but for the priceless gift of her baby girl, my dear friend Dorothy. Thanks, Marjorie, and rest in peace.
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Brett E. Fricke posted a condolence
Friday, November 4, 2005
Rest in Peace, Aunt Marge. Few people did more to foster my unusual interests as a child than you and Uncle Irwin.
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