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My story begins with my ancestors, my family members who settled in Aroostook County, Maine. My father, Saul Green, and my mother, Julia Segal, were from immigrant families. Unfortunately, they did not keep detailed family records. They were simply too busy trying to make a living. However, through the oral tradition, I was able to garner a rudimentary perspective of their lives.
For reasons that we never understood, my uncle, Ben Green, immigrated from Lithuania, and settled in Aroostook County, Maine. One by one, Ben’s eight siblings—Harry, Ellis, Nathan, Henry, Ezra, Fanny, Esther and my father, Saul—followed. In 1906, they brought their parents, Louis and Dora Green, to America. Eventually, Louis and Dora settled in Malden, Massachusetts.
My grandfather, Louis Green, was a teacher. After he came to the United States, he started a Hebrew School….
My father and his brothers were businessmen in towns scattered around Aroostook County. They were good sons, all willing to support their father and mother financially.
My grandfather, Louis Green, told many stories about “Seven Brides for Seven Brothers.” He was a true patriarch and was serious about his responsibility to find appropriate wives for his sons. When he heard about my mother, he traveled from Malden, Massachusetts, to Manchester, New Hampshire, so he could meet her. He was very taken with my mother, and immediately arranged an introduction. My parents saw each other at most three or four times before it was agreed that they should marry. They were marries on March 10, 1912. A short time after they were married, my parents moved to Caribou, Maine.
Caribou is tucked away in the northernmost region of Maine’s northernmost county. Home to the original Cajuns, Aroostook County is larger than Connecticut and Rhode Island combined. Potatoes and broccoli are far more abundant than people. The one hundred fifteen inches of snowfall begins in October and often lingers, as an unwanted guest, until late May when mud season begins. Tapping maple trees and picking fiddleheads are considered to be social highlights. Many folks consider Caribou to be perched at the end of the world. My mother, Julia Segal Green, agreed.
My mother was born in Lithuania. When she was four years old, her family immigrated to Manchester, New Hampshire. This was her home. But, somehow, my father, Saul Green, persuaded her to leave her mother and move to Caribou, Maine.
My parents were devoted to each other and planned to parent a big family. But five years and two miscarriages passed before I was born on December 21, 1917. Because Caribou didn’t have a hospital, I was born in Presque Isle, Maine. My parents never had another child. I grew up as an only child with caring parents who devoted their entire lives to me.
Around 1919, my mother persuaded my father she could no longer tolerate Aroostook County. Her social life, aside from a few friendly neighbors, consisted of a Sunday outing. Early every Sunday morning my father would hitch the horse to the wagon, and they would drive to visit one of his brothers.
My mother missed her mother and wanted to go home to Manchester, My father agreed.

thanks to Arthur S Silverman -- for this information

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:   Dora Green   ;   Louis Green   ;   Saul Green   ;   Julia Green   ;   Ben Green   ;   Harry Green   ;   Ellis Green   ;   Nathan Green   ;   Henry Green   ;   Ezra Green   ;   Fanny Green   ;   Esther Green   ;

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