Su Patterson

I mentioned here almost two weeks ago that Su Patterson died at age 91 on 31 March 2020. I said nothing further about it. My readers deserve an explanation.

For the past twenty-plus years, Su and I were friends and partners. We would spend at least one day together each week. For years, I cooked dinner for her every Friday night, always sure to have what she most enjoyed. For the last year or so, as her health declined, my time with her was more taking care of her than being her companion. Last August, she collapsed with an attack of vascular dementia. I got her to the hospital in an ambulance. She was gradually recovering when she collapsed again a few weeks ago. This time, she continued to deteriorate, became unconscious, and finally died.

To say I am grieving is an understatement. And the solitude required by the pandemic makes it worse. I know I’ll get through this. I always do. But I felt I needed to explain all this to my readers.

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