It’s snowing hard here in Boston. Seven years ago it was mild and sunny and I sat on a bench and turned by face to the sun trying to send it’s beauty and warmth to Susan who was dying in a hospital bed a few miles from here.
I’m thinking about her today and how our lives were made exponentially better by having her in it.
We should all be so lucky.
I sure do miss her.
BEAN'S BABBLETORIUM 
Thank you for this wonderful tribute to Susan. She will always be a part of our family.
I wrote this on Facebook.
I have this date marked in my calendar every year, That might sound like a strange thing to do but I mark Susan’s birthday too…like she is still with us. And on those days every year (and on many other days too). I think about how much I loved her and how we became friends when she was about 15 years old and I met her at Uncle Frank’s house in Irvington on Hudson. She was a little awkward and shy and I asked her to go out on the deck to see the view of the Hudson. It was that simple. From then on she was a member in good standing of the Scott clan. She was a real family member spending many of her school vacations with us and even one Christmas when she couldn’t get to her parents. We kept her close through all the years that Christopher and Cydney were growing up and for all the years that followed. She married Kim, had a baby named Gus, loved her work and her family. She was SO young when cancer took her away from all of us. Always missed, always loved. We are thinking of you today and remembering all the wonderful years that we had with you. You were the very best.
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