Sue's Page
Her high school yearbook picture.
Sue was plagued for most of her life with physical and emotional maladies. But she was blessed with an uncanny sense of humor to combat these woes. And she was also blessed with the years she spent with her husband, Maurice Jones, a remarkable man who was magically attuned to her unusual wavelengths.
A delightful example of her upbeat sense of humor is her illustrated story below, Get a Cat.
Her drawings look like cartoons right out of the New Yorker. Here is her introduction to Get a Cat:
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“I’d call this book 'Sessions,' but I think the name is taken. I’ve talked to my therapist about so much in my life. More than a minister, a teacher…even mother, sister or brother have I told my therapist everything.
"Please do never feel threatened by such patient ears. But a cat will do! Dogs want to play, walk, or be cleaned up after. Cats will listen if you feed them and change their litter box.
"I dedicate this book to all the therapists who gave me an hour of their time.”
"Locked Doors" tells an horrific tale of the time in the 1960s when Sue was committed to a "mental health" facility in Anoka, Minnesota. Her ordeals read worse than the hell depicted in the move, One Flew Over the Cockoo's Nest:
As a 1985 Christmas present to Sylvia, John and family, Sue gifted them a set of poems she had written and called the collection, Conversations. Because of file size limitations for this site, these poems are divided into Parts 1 through 6:
Video of Sue taking her first steps, 1945 or 1946.