Susan Evans
Susan Evans has crossed the Rubicon and is now an official octogenarian. She lives most of the year in South Florida, where it's easy to find things to laugh about-iguanas that fall out of trees when the temperature drops, doctors' offices that lock their doors during lunch so that elderly patients don't linger to socialize, beaches covered with underdressed retirees, and a certain former politician who will remain nameless. Loss is ever present, but so is laughter.
Susan Evans has crossed the Rubicon and is now an official octogenarian. She lives most of the year in South Florida, where it's easy to find things to laugh about-iguanas that fall out of trees when the temperature drops, doctors' offices that lock their doors during lunch so that elderly patients don't linger to socialize, beaches covered with underdressed retirees, and a certain former politician who will remain nameless. Loss is ever present, but so is laughter. See less
