Suzanne F. Ferguson

R.I.P. Susan, you were my first love. From 'granny dresses' to a new Ford Dealership with your Father in Fenton, Michigan, a friend of my Dad, a G.M. man who called Fords 'foreign cars,' they both laughed together. There was a perfumed letter that came for me one day, whose scent I will never forget, good-bye, we'll see each other in the next life, Susan, of that, I'm sure. With a prayer for you and for me, good-bye. Mike