I have lived next door to Sumi and Wes my whole life. As neighbors we all share very similar Sumi stories. She was our very own Neighborhood Watch, filling us all in with all the latest neighborhood news. She was our homemade pomegranate jam and teriyaki sauce supplier. The caul-de-sac authority on when we should start planting our vegetable gardens and of course of very own seamstress.
We share similar Sumi stories and we all have our own. I grew up taking leaves from Sumi and Wes's Mulberry tree for my silk worms. Rollerblading down their driveway thousands of times because they were the only ones in the caul-de-sac with a smooth driveway. When I was old enough to drive I would drive Sumi to doctor appointments and the craft store. When I lived in New York for a year I would occasionally send postcards home to my people. My parents, sister, grandma, and Sumi and Wes. Sumi was the only one to ever write back--AHEM mom! She was like a grandmother to me. My sister was Sumi's personal physical therapist- her words. And my mom was her weekly market companion so long as it wasn't too cold or raining.
I think I can speak for all of us when I say that Sumi will be forever missed and our little caul-de-sac will never be the same.
