December 31, 2015
Born Sunday October 21, 1956 at the old Bixby Hospital at 3:16 a.m. at 7 lbs. 6 ¼ oz. and 21 ¼ in. long to Ray Orville and Lucy May Poling. (I must have liked the name, I had a doll named Susie).
Home was at 139 ½ E. Henry Street, Adrian, Michigan.
Susie was always ready for a bottle when she first woke up and was not too happy when she had to wait. Susie liked to eat and hummed while she ate. She would get all excited and wave her hands and feet waiting for another bite.
When she was very young , she was asleep in the middle of our bed. She was wearing a nylon dress and was on a nylon comforter and must have wriggled. I heard her cry and went running to find that she had fallen off the bed. It was so scary for a new mother. Thankfully she was alright.
She made up a four generation family of mother, Lucy Poling; grandmother, Winifred Comfort; great grandmother, Lila Crawford.
Bobbie, was born the day before Susie was born at grandma and grandpa Poling's house and became our first dog. The puppies that she had later were so much fun to play with. As they became old enough to give away, Susie would cry as each one left.
Susie always giggled as she ran. One day she was running out towards the road. I walked out to get her talking to her as I went being careful not to have her think that I was chasing her, so she wouldn't run. It was successful as I got her before she reached the road.
The terrible twos, so called due to the accidents that happened. Susie was in the neighbor's barn and got to close to one of their horses. When the horse moved it stepped on her. She was carried into the house and didn't seem to be hurt too badly due to having on a snowsuit, which padded her. One day she went to grandma Comfort's house with her daddy. As he turned to go in the driveway the door opened and she was falling out, but her dad caught her by the leg, so she didn't fall out.
A fall down the basement stairs caused several scrapes and bruises, but not sure how old she was when this happened.
When she was little she went to Adrian with me. I was shopping in J. C. Penney's s when it was on Maumee Street. I looked up and could not find her. I looked all around calling for her. I went out the front door and a lady that worked with her dad was bringing her down the sidewalk. She had run out the door, down the street and was ready to cross Main Street when someone recognized her and brought her back. It seemed that she may have been trying to find her dad at work, since she went by the building where he was. What a relief to have her back safely. (Why mother's get gray.)
When her baby sister, Nancy, was a few weeks old, she was on the davenport. I was in the kitchen and looked in the living room and saw Susie in her little rocker holding the baby. It made me wonder how she picked her up and get her on her lap. I heard no crying, so she must have been careful.
When she was little she was warned about not talking to strangers. This resulted in her not talking to people when they talked to her.