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Village Voices
Village Voices is the showcase of creativity by the members and volunteers of The Village Common of Rhode Island. We welcome submissions in all media: 2- and 3-dimensional art, creative writing, transformative ideas, crafting, and art collections. As important is the personal stories that accompany each submission.

Marilyn Baker

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Marilyn Baker

Biography

I was born in Providence. I grew up with my parents and younger brother on the third floor of a cold-water triple-decker, a long walk away from the State House. My brother and I were graduates of the Providence Public School system. In those days, it was assumed that children went to school to get an education regardless of where they lived. My high school was Classical High School.

I was drawn to music from an early age and feel that I have been singing all my life. I was given a piano that was no longer needed by a piano teacher. One of my major life disappointments was that the movers could not fit it through our windows. It ended up in the garage where my father, a house painter by occupation, stored paint on top of it.

Because my father could only afford to pay for definitely one year of college and maybe a second, I opted for vocational training. Katharine Gibbs School trained me to become a secretary, one of the few fields of work open to young girls at that time. I used my job skills (nowadays obsolete) to leave an unpleasant home situation and to be recruited by the federal government.

Off I went to Washington, D.C. where I learned that there was a whole world beyond the few areas of Providence I knew. Evenings were spent attending classes at George Washington University, culminating with a B.A. in Sociology and Anthropology.

Office work did little for me intellectually or emotionally, and I wanted to study music full-time, having resumed voice lessons as an elective at G.W.U. I ended up at Eastern Michigan University, where a combination of savings, part-time work, and partial scholarship aid provided me with a Bachelor of Music Education. People had advised me to become a school music teacher, but unfortunately, that did not work out.

After a brief interlude in Massachusetts, I returned to my home state. I am now retired — Yay! — from my last State job as medical claims examiner at the Temporary Disability Insurance, Department of Labor and Training. Now I can put time and energy into my arts: music, acting, and writing. Almost accidentally, I discovered that I can act, and that is now part of my resume.

Obstacles such as aging, Covid, and the breakdown of society have made my “golden years” less golden. Joining Edgewood Village, a village within The Village Common of Rhode Island, has introduced me to other retirees who remain active in their community and in their personal lives. I am hanging in there, staying as active as I can, and pursuing my arts.

Artist’s Statement

Hey, I’m an artist! Only recently did I think of myself this way. Looking back, I see that my story has three components: music, acting, and writing — and the drive to make something of them. 

Music
Music is one of my earliest memories. As a child, I plinked out melodies on a toy piano. My first chorus was the Candace Street Elementary School Glee Club. I began singing lessons as a teen, and joined the Chopin Young Musicians Club. I also took piano lessons and practiced on an old upright Steinway at Axelrod Music Store, falling in love with Steinway pianos. At George Washington University, I resumed singing lessons as an elective a, singing whenever and wherever an opportunity presented: in synagogues and churches, choruses, senior community centers, and solo programs. As a chorus member, a highlight was singing at the White House. After returning to Rhode Island, I was a long-time choir member and soprano soloist at All Saints Memorial Church (Episcopal) in Providence. The minister told me, “God gave you a gift, and you should use it.” I have done so my entire life. Now retired from full-time employment, I sing with Shireinu (Hebrew for our song) based at Temple Sinai in Cranston. From time to time, I sing with a combo at the Pilgrim Senior Center Sing-A-Longs. You won’t see me bent over screeching and screaming; I sing as I was taught, using the voice I was born with. Even as I age, I am grateful that I can still sing. It brings me some respite from stress and gives pleasure to others. 

Acting
Acting did not enter my life early, and I have childhood memories only of reciting occasional monologues. As a working adult, I took a personal day off from my state job so I could join a film production. I caught the acting bug and wanted to do more. Over time, I have appeared as an extra or in a secondary role in national and local independent films and TV. I was given a role in the movie “The Polka King” and placed near the stage where the band was playing, only a few yards from where Jack Black was singing. Who wouldn’t like that? There are not many acting opportunities for older women and not every project includes a grandma. My big break came just last year when I was featured in a television commercial for Blue Cross/Blue Shield of Rhode Island opposite a man of my generation. It was very well-received by viewers and has been extended for another year. I have taken some training in general acting and improvisation, learning to approach acting not as Marilyn but as my character, and to enjoy doing it.

Writing
I began to write during childhood: songs, short stories, and poems. Rereading some of them now, I am amazed at how good they are considering my age when written. It was as if I had created a nicer world than the increasingly unpleasant environment in which I lived. In junior high school, I was the student who crafted words for our class song, set to the music of a chosen popular tune. I wasn’t trying to show off (heaven forbid at that age!). I was simply being myself, doing what came naturally. High school and college were full of reports and term papers that honed my skills. My first published work was for a Hillel booklet at George Washington University. I continued to write work-related projects and sometimes simply to express myself. Teacher magazine printed an article [reprinted below] that I wrote about a sound project I did with students when I was a school music teacher. In childhood, I wrote fiction. In adulthood, I write non-fiction. As a retiree, I can write whatever I feel like saying or sharing, expanding my experience and ability by trying new subjects and forms.

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My Friend COVID
Scenario for a short film or drama.
Marilyn Baker
Scene: Adult, home drinking coffee. Doorbell rings. Adult goes to door; sees somewhat familiar person, Visitor, lets him in. Visitor is dressed kind of strange.

Adult: “Hello there. I remember you from that concert the other night, Mr. —uh—uh…”

Visitor: “I’m Mr. Covid, and I want to be your friend. Glad I found you.”

Adult: Yeah, that was some concert, hundreds of people, holding hands like in the 60’s, singing at the top of their lungs.”

Visitor: I came to you because I think we have a lot in common. We get around a lot. We like to be with a lot of other people. I saw your entirely happy face.”

Adult: “Well now, maybe we can do things together. Sit down. Have a cup of coffee.

Visitor: “Thanks, but I don’t drink coffee. I, uh, don’t drink. That is, I don’t…”

Scene: Doorbell rings. They look out the window and see a truck parked at the curb. At the door is a man in a white jacket holding a…

Adult: “It looks like he’s holding a needle. Like for vaccinating people.”

Visitor: “A needle? Vaccinating? VACCINE — EEEK! I’m outta here!”