Dear Dennis and all Floods~It has taken me a while to process the unimaginable loss of Sue Flood, a larger than life beautiful lady who impacted countless lives, including ours.I came to know Sue back in 1990 as we entered the first of our four daughters into First Church PreSchool. The program was recommended to me by a teacher friend whose three children attended the program. As we both lived in Amherst, where there were other preschool options locally, she assured me that the drive to Oberlin would never be regretted. And it surely was not. We visited the preschool while in action, and quickly enrolled the oldest of our four daughters. It was followed by four years of trips back and forth to Oberlin, taking our kids, along with classmates to home to play. I became a Co-Op Mom, working once weekly, helping in any way needed. I quickly came to observe the amazing relationship Sue shared with her daughter Connie, the Assistant teacher of the Four Year Olds. The two worked together seamlessly, anticipating each other's needs, never raising a voice or an angry tone with any child, no matter how challenging. During my four years' time there, I was asked to serve on the PreSchool Board, which I considered an honor to do so. I came to know and respect Sue more deeply in more ways beyond the classrooms. In 2001, our last, youngest child finished First Church Preschool. During the years I spent there, Sue referred us to Music Lab at the Conservatory, then private flute, violin, and percussion lessons, along with social activities in the town. We came to love Oberlin along with all it stood for. Around eight years ago, we finally moved south for our retirement - to Oberlin. We began attending that church where we had spent those years in the preschool, and eventually became members of First Church UCC. As it seems to be in life, time passes much too quickly, and our chats in church or visiting in Sue's home were not often enough. The Forest Street Homestead was Sue's welcoming, humble, open, comfortable, and warm place for end of the year Co-Op Moms' Lunches, and any other time one needed to talk. I will never ever forget times spent there, and how lucky I was to have known this beautiful person.Love,Sue and Eric Remster
