so long, sue
when people ask me what i miss most about working on Neighbor, i always say the people. And it's the truth.
Last night i was reminded of that.
Sue is taking off for Battle Creek soon, and yesterday was her fade at Prairie Rock. I've been to many fade parties in my seven years at the Herald, but this is the first one where I really felt nothing but sad. Only a few others have really touched me much, but not like this. At Kristy's, I was just drunk and we did some fun/stupid things afterward. At Caryn's, I knew I was stepping into her position, so I was a little excited, too. When David left, there was sadness mixed with a touch of relief since there were other issues at play there. But last night, it was all about reliving the good times: the auction, the tattoos, the Saturday parties and all the stories. We were all laughing so hard, singing along with the bad Bon Jovi songs the band played and, of course, partaking in a few adult beverages. And I think the fade page we gave her is one of the best I've ever seen. Funny, touching and relevant, without resorting to digs and attitude.
But at the end, she was nothing but tears and hugs. We left her on the couch with her husband Joe. And four of us stood out in the parking lot talking about how sad we were, how it was like losing an aunt (yeah, a wicked crazy aunt, but an aunt nonetheless), the good times.
Good luck, Sue...
Last night i was reminded of that.
Sue is taking off for Battle Creek soon, and yesterday was her fade at Prairie Rock. I've been to many fade parties in my seven years at the Herald, but this is the first one where I really felt nothing but sad. Only a few others have really touched me much, but not like this. At Kristy's, I was just drunk and we did some fun/stupid things afterward. At Caryn's, I knew I was stepping into her position, so I was a little excited, too. When David left, there was sadness mixed with a touch of relief since there were other issues at play there. But last night, it was all about reliving the good times: the auction, the tattoos, the Saturday parties and all the stories. We were all laughing so hard, singing along with the bad Bon Jovi songs the band played and, of course, partaking in a few adult beverages. And I think the fade page we gave her is one of the best I've ever seen. Funny, touching and relevant, without resorting to digs and attitude.
But at the end, she was nothing but tears and hugs. We left her on the couch with her husband Joe. And four of us stood out in the parking lot talking about how sad we were, how it was like losing an aunt (yeah, a wicked crazy aunt, but an aunt nonetheless), the good times.
Good luck, Sue...