Suzanne Simpson

Suzanne, I think of you so often and miss you greatly. Sending my love to your spirit.

Suzanne was always warm towards me. We laughed easily. She had a shiny smile and a warm heart. I miss her and think of her every time I see the beautiful candelabros and candles I got from her.

I was reminiscing the other day about the the miraculous day you called me from your bed in SLC to let me know your time was at hand... amazingly, I was in SLC with my family trying to track you down as well. Those few hours were like time had not passed and we fell right into the comfort of old friends. I like to imagine that was special to you and me, but I know that was your gift to everyone... to be so present, giving with your mischievous sparkle... I miss you dear one...

Missing you madly Suzanne.

It's a gorgeous fall day in Ann Arbor, Michigan. The colors of the leaves, a bright blue sky.... Suzanne, you are close to my heart. You loved fall colors and looked great wearing them, always. I miss you and think of you every day. I'm thinking of you and celebrating the joy you brought to the world in these crazy times!

Suzanne. I think Leonard Cohen's song of the same name fits you perfectly. Never knew you very well. You were a ray of sunshine, with a vivacious and enthusiastic persona and smile. Our paths crossed several times, like ships in the night, many, many years ago back in Ann Arbor. Memories. At the Great Lakes Shipping Company, where you were a cocktail waitress. On the AATA bus to Washtenaw Community College, where you were taking an art class. At the U of M School of Natural Resources,...

I worked with Suzanne at The Moveable Feast in Ann Arbor, now decades ago. Suzanne was an incredibly warm and generous person and we became fast friends. At the time I think she also did some work mounting retail windows in Ann Arbor. I loved the way she affectionately addressed her female friends as "woman". I can still hear her song-like voice. I had hoped to hear it again. It was tough to stay in touch with Suzanne after she moved to Utah. I have always missed her friendship, and still...

With many to choose from, one story: Suzanne and I went to Europe together. From Paris we traveled to Versailles. Of course, she wanted to photograph the Fountain of Apollo after dark and with no people around. We hid out until the guards we gone and then photographed for quite a while. It was great. When it came time to leave we faced a dilemma, no exit was open. But fate intervened, as we approached the large gate in the front courtyard a worker was just leaving and we glided out the...

Suzanne and I were dear friends from Ann arbor days. She had a lightness of being that shone through her, even as she fiercely sought out truth and beauty in the world.This last August, I was traveling in Utah and was searching for contact info for Suzanne and I suddenly received an email from her with her news. It was blessed serendipity and we were able to spend several lovely hours in the effortless dialogue that always came so easily to her. She is with us still, in our hearts, our minds...