city limits
by Debbie Knox
Since she left last September, I haven’t had the time to write about my long-time newspaper partner in crime of almost 40 years, Susan Taft.
It’s impossible to share all the shenanigans we’ve had together. She literally grew up before my eyes when she started to work here in the 70s. She was a 16-year-old young lady and I was a newly married woman and relatively new to the community.
I just didn’t get Susan at first. She came in on time everyday; started her work; never, ever said a word unless she was spoken to and continued her work until it was done. Then we went home. I had never been around someone so quiet. I thought she was an alien.
One day I had enough of all that quiet. So I would start a conversation with her that consisted of ‘yes’ and ‘no’ answers. Most days she offered no elaboration. How could anyone be so shy?