Remembering Sue Weiland (Part Two)

Part of: Fierce Living

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I reached the exit that would lead me to Mary Weiland's home seven hours after breaking free of the powerful force field that holds Chicago traffic to speeds topping out at 20 mph once one gets on the highway out of town.

Turning off of I-94 just before Wisconsin turns into Minnesota, I was spellbound traveling along miles of breathtaking country roads as the late afternoon sun showed off fall colors just reaching their peak. Wild turkeys were gathering in the harvested fields and a pheasant walked out in front of my car, letting me watch him for a while before he headed between the rows of drying cornstalks. It was magical in that way only Indian Summer in the Midwest can be.

I pulled up to the house matching the address I had scribbled on a random slip of paper and was promptly greeted by a Weimaraner, a breed dear to my heart, as though she had been waiting for me all along. Although I did not know it at the time, this was Patrick's dog, Blue, who eagerly escorted me up to the home, wagging her cropped tail as though she expected us both to be let in. I rang the bell and waited.

No one was home.

Unease crept in quickly as I thought, "On, no, Monkey Man, (referencing my brother-in-law, whose caution was now forcing its way into my head), say it isn't so! I am not really out in the middle of nowhere, going to stay with people I don't know, only to find myself on a deserted dead-end street out in the country."

Biting my lip and expecting the worst, I reached for my cell phone. A signal! I dialed Mary's home and learned that I was in fact just one house off. They were waiting for me just the other side of the tree line.

Patrick greeted me in the driveway, quickly grabbed my bag, and led me to the house. Passing the garage I peeked inside the open door to see a table overflowing with Wisconsin style fireworks.

"Check this out! People have been so nice to us. A woman at the firework store told me she is walking in the walkathon with us tomorrow and she donated all this to the party after!"

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