Thursday, May 28, 2020
Sue was great with kids and was a positive loving influence in my younger years growing up in Foster
I remember her showing us in her kitchen how to make bird suet from melting fat and peanut butter together, letting it get cold, and rolling it into balls and put into nets to hang on the trees
I remember peanut butter cookies with the crossed imprint of forks on top.
I remember the countless ice skating adventures on her pond in foster, always welcoming all the kids, the warm barn fires in the snow. Providing hospitality, even in the middle of the night by a full moon, playing hockey or just skating around on the pond, those were the days, and she not only tolerated it, she encouraged and promoted it.
I remember snow sliding from Gorhams house up the road, through the fields to Parkers pond down below during the winters, and her generous hospitality warming up inside the house after.
I remember her letting us “Kids” gather at the pool and enjoyed swimming, and snacks, homemade lemonade, lots of love
The first weeping willow tree I ever saw was in her yard, it had a story too, and she shared it with me.
I remember the articulate planning she did with the bicycle trip Scott, Chris, Bill, and I adventured off on at 15 years of age, from Foster to Canada and back to Vermont. Her trust of us good old country kids was rock solid. That was a trip of a lifetime.
I remember the camp in Vermont, my most profound memory was shooting huge frogs with a BB gun from a boat and collecting the frogs for dinner, and being showed how to prepare, cook, and eat them, and were they delicious!
I remember when the call came in the house in foster was on fire, I was the only one at the fire station that could drive tanker #7, so I did, around midnight on a cold dark winter night, with my right leg broken in a full plaster cast, my dad was still fire chief, and he knew we needed the tanker there or the house would be lost, and so I drove despite it all, and save the house from a total disaster…
I remember the gorgeous place in Pomfret, and visited several times, once to listen to the Coyote Band (or the other half) at a yard party Scott put on…memories
Just a few of the incredible memories Sue granted me in her lifetime. I will miss her, cherish the fond memories forever, and am humbled to have been touched by her kindness and love in so many ways.
To the direct and extended family, our heartfelt condolences.
Michael and Daniela Printer
Merxheim Germany
