Monday, January 31, 2011
To Susan's Family My sincerest sympathies in the sudden passing of "Susie" as I always called her. I've known Susie from the time she was just a little squirt with beautiful long ringlets. Oh how I envied her those ringlets. She was a cutie but oh what a little devil. She use to get into so much trouble. Although she was 3 or 4 years younger than me, she use to always have to do everything I did. When I took dancing lessons, she had to have dancing lessons. It drove me to no end trying to teach her the dance routine for the Dance Recital. I had to go to all her lessons as well as my own to learn her "little bear routine". She had absolutely no interest whatsover in dancing and oh what a "little klutz". I did not see the actual recital performance but I am sure it was one that our dance teacher prayed she would soon forget. When I took skating, she had to as well. Thank goodness there was no Skating Carnival that year so all I had to do was make sure she got to the rink and home again. Around this time, I began babysitting her and her younger brothers. She was so bad I just wanted to go home and leave her all alone and in charge. But since we lived in a duplex I couldn't go very far. There was also an inside door between the two sides through which she would follow me anyway. I wouldn't dare tell you the things that kid put me through. Even after the family moved out of the duplex, I continued to babysit and as she grew older we became more like friendly cousins rather than enemies and she kind of let up on me. As the years passed and all the cousins married and moved to different places, we kind of all lost touch. Then one year I had to go to North Bay and asked my Aunt Kay, her mother, to come with me. Well Susie came over to the hotel to visit us and we got around to talking about kids. I asked her if her daughter had been as bad as she was and she replied with a big laugh "oh yeh and worse" to which I replied "THERE REALLY IS A GOD". All three of us had a really good laugh at that one. More recently we kept in touch with the odd phone call and by talking on the computer. She was so funny and to this day I will never know if the things she would tell me were truth or fiction. She had the greatest sense of humour. So now Dear Susie, "MAY YOU REST IN PEACE" and when you are talking to God, remember to ask him to save us all a seat in the "Peanut Gallery" because I am sure that is where we will find you keeping everyone laughing with your jokes. I will remember you forever. Love, Cousin Barbara.
