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Broken Rulers

Written by Susan Fritz | Sunday, May 12th, 2019 Posted in Blog

It was the ONE thing—the only thing you ever said I wasn’t allowed to do (aside from a tattoo, which—sorry, ma—but, to this day I’ve only got the one…a different story for a different day)… Not “not allowed” as in “forbidden”, but more of a suggestion; a hope; a belief that life would be harder for me if I was branded that way…that life would be difficult as an overworked, underpaid teacher. It was the closest you came to Identifiable Parental Life Advice (that and, “Duz, I feel like I’m on a...

The Toughest Job I’ll Ever (hopefully) Love

Written by Susan Fritz | Monday, April 15th, 2019 Posted in Blog

When I first thought of joining the Peace Corps, the internet was just a twinkle of zeros and ones in Al Gore’s eye, the Apple IIe was the coolest futuristic gadget in my best friend’s basement, and I couldn’t even reliably tie my shoes. In other words, it was a few years ago. “The toughest job you’ll ever love” commercials zoomed into my eyes and onto my impressionable young soul–touching in me a place that knew/knows “by the grace of God” was I borneth into a country...

An Evening with the Eagle

Written by Susan Fritz | Thursday, March 21st, 2019 Posted in Blog

Remembering Dan Fritz in Philadelphia: 02-09-19 On Valentine’s Day weekend 2009 (eternal apologies, lovebirds), we gathered at a church on the campus of The University of Pennsylvania for a memorial service to honor the incomparable son, brother, friend and husband, Dan Fritz. In front of pews filled with beautiful humans stunned by such an incomprehensible loss, I made my way to the front—standing by a table with his Eagle Urn, some photos, and the board game Axis and Allies (the nerds are n...

“Like a California Pine Cone”

Written by Susan Fritz | Wednesday, March 6th, 2019 Posted in Blog

…And eternity in an hour… Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, lived my two favorite people. It is a time that exists as clearly in my memory as if it were happening Now. I’d argue (perhaps another time…) that these realms are one and the same…but this would only serve to complicate a matter which is quite simple. You see… Once Upon a Time… We were travelling through Northern California, Dan and I (#2-of-2 favorites, in order of knowing). Highway 101, the “Route 66 of the ...

Things Which Don’t Exist

Written by Susan Fritz | Tuesday, October 23rd, 2018 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz

I was writing a note in my iPhone calendar yesterday–the simple one, normally reserved for “Dentist at 9”; “United flight 351 @ 4:21 PST”. I know you’re supposed to use some special app or else buck the system entirely with paper and pen, but I’ve been stuck in my ways since my Blackberry Days. (I sat on that Tupperware-shade green chair and read to you from the tiny, slow-to-load Blackberry screen…transcripts of Beavis and Butthead in “young-eye scriptR...

Timing is Always Perfect

Written by Susan Fritz | Tuesday, August 28th, 2018 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz, Mexico, Nomad Life

⁣“We would have met at an airport.”⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ It was romantic, but…⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ It was not what I wanted to hear. ⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣ In the newspaper column, it said, “Susan Jean Myhr will attend Northwestern for Vocal Performance”… I was supposed to. And yet, I said “No”. ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ I went to that Ivy instead. The place I had no business being—(they were low on the Square State demographic). ⁣⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ And there You were. In place of practice rooms and musical notes…⁣ ⁣⁣⁣⁣ Intimidating, this se...

Binders Full of EOBs and WTFs

Written by Susan Fritz | Friday, May 5th, 2017 Posted in Blog, Dan Fritz

You remember the “binders of women”, don’t you? Or does the news cycle move so vapidly and rapidly you’ve forgotten that fun little quip from Mitt from just 5 years ago… Don’t answer that. It’s irrelevant to my point here. It’s just a cute way to begin my rant, which is what this is. I’m joining the chorus of people who wonder if Paul Ryan’s parents regret the many times they dropped him on his head as a child (but that’s just mean-spirited, right?). I join the people who summoned childhood d...

Other People’s Shoes

Written by Susan Fritz | Thursday, January 19th, 2017 Posted in Blog, Election, Oregon | election, Shoes

My sister has a lot of shoes. Like, a whole lotta lot. Not merely more than anyone needs (sandals, sneakers, flats, and boots in my world…notice I did not say “heels”) but more than a person could wear in a month if each pair were worn only once and changed twice a day. This is all approximate, of course… I, on the other hand, am a nomad—and nomads can’t have too much stuff. I wasn’t always this way. For 18 years I grew up in one town, and as a child of divorce at age 5, I h...

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