Dear Reid and Brent,
As you prepare for the visitation this evening, I wish I could attend. My thoughts will be with you today and tomorrow. Your Mom was a good friend who always made me laugh with her witty remarks. We met in Mrs. Adams Sunday School class in 1972. When I would visit your house on Old Wire Road, I could count on a large pitcher of iced tea ready for sipping. You, Aaron, and my Michael and Mark played together on occasion. I visited your house in Greenwood a time or two and remember the geese she fed from the lake! On my! On one visit she played a tape for me. It was a recording of her singing! She did have a beautiful voice, which I had never heard in song. I never missed seeing Susan after I moved from Fayetteville. Nearly every visit, we would end up in a Mexican restaurant. However, one lunch we were at Olive Garden and your Mother had a "wardrobe malfunction"! Two buttons on her blouse came undone simultaneously and revealed skin and bra. She did her usually "oops jump" in her seat and quickly refastened. We laughed about that for years, with me teasing her to not wear buttons on any of our outings! I have many memories with Susan...our observance of a shooting star sitting on her back patio on Village Drive, weeping together over the loss of Aaron at the hospital (I happened to be in Fayetteville that day) and phone calls that always started with apologies for not calling sooner and ended in "I love you". My last visits with Susan came almost a year ago in March. Steve and I flew to Fayetteville to visit with my brother, friends, and Susan. We saw her three times during that five day visit. And she made us laugh.
Janice Scott