My sweet cousin Susan passed away Thursday morning and I began reminiscing about the fun times that we had together.
|Susan is in the center of her family with her arm around her dad - 1958|
In the 60's my Aunt and Uncle would rent a cabin near Donner Lake. My family used to go and stay with them sometimes.
|I am on the left & Susan on the right - in some very short dresses! Oh my!!!|
All of the cousins took water skiing lessons from a little old lady who worked at Donner Lake (now that I think of it she was probably all of 52). I remember her having us stand on the beach with our skis on and hold onto the tow rope. She would pull us right into the water off the beach and you never had to work at standing up! Nor did you get wet!!
Probably not safe anymore......and probably wasn't safe then either. Kind of like how fun it was to sit on the tailgate of dad's station wagon with our feet dangling near the road all the way home from the swimming pool.
At the cabin one night, my older brother David and cousin Bill were supposed to be babysitting us and our two younger brothers while our parents went out for dinner.
|Susie is the one with the party hat on and that's me next to her with the braids|
Well, this particular night we were all in our bedrooms getting ready for bed. Susan and I were sharing a room on the second floor and Bill & David had the room right next door.
We are in the forest, it's very dark and we hear a scratching on our bedroom window. Someone was trying to get inside. How can this be - we are on the second floor? A bear perhaps?
|David with his arm lovingly draped around Susan leg|
We scream, head for the door and the door handle comes off in Susan's hand. We fall to the floor, wet our pants and when the boys open the door for us, they were laughing hysterically and holding a very long stick..............they had to do the dishes for a week!
|Susie is on the top row, second from the left. I am next to her and our two older "stinker" brothers are next to me. David is holding our cousin Patty and Bill is next to him with the dark hair.|
Susan and I used to pick Pampas Grass flowers in the empty lot across the street from her house in El Cerrito. We would stick two fronds each into the back of our shirt and pretend that we were angels. Now you are a real angel Susie.
You will be missed.......
“Scars remind us that the past was real” -- Shakespeare