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Sonny Womack
A True Fairy Tale: The Other Side
hope you enjoyed my story in the May/June 2021 issue of Bluffs & Bayous. I had no plans for a part two until after the first part had already been published. By chance, I came across an old spiral notebook in Suzanne’s and my closet while I was looking for a box of old photographs. The book is half empty and starts with a grocery list. The rest of it is a journal containing her side of the story as you are about to read. Suzanne Pyron was a 23-year-old young woman when she wrote this. I had never seen this or heard her speak of it. This is our fairy tale as it unfolds in her words. Suzanne was a beautiful young woman in mind and body, who was searching for her destiny, when I knocked on her door that Fourth of July weekend in 1970! Monday June 22, 1970 It has been a long time huh? I got up with that helpless useless feeling you are so familiar with. I have one big bonus on myself—God! I never thought I could actually get strength from prayer, but it works. Life is a gamble at best, at worse
it is black chaos. My soul has nearly hit bottom at times. I think the real test comes not from what you do, but how you do it. Making a decision is easy for me, but sticking to it when I am low is the hard part. My dear brother is sending me a date for the 4th of July. It should be interesting. Mother and Daddy have been in Colorado a while. My mind is wondering. It is bedtime for me. Will keep you posted. Sunday July 5, 1970 This you won’t believe. I don’t. I have had a proposal of marriage from a guy I met Thursday. I am so confused. Sonny Womack came up. He is a big gentle man with a little boy’s magic. I honestly like him. I have just put my life in order and WHAM! He knows about my past and doesn’t care. I am scared. I have waited for a man to love me in my jeans, the qualities I know I have, the faults—really just love Suzanne. I think he is capable of it. I am so scared of being hurt again. I know we could have a good, rich life together. Maybe it’s as Sonny says—fate or God? He is a big guy with beautiful green brown
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eyes, hair he can’t comb, and soft ways. He will take Jessica [her dog] in the package. He is so honest and direct I don’t quite believe it. Sonny loves the country and all that goes with it. I think he is what I have been looking for, yet I am so frightened of him. Sonny seems so good and true. I just realize how bound to the past I am. Sunday July 19, 1970 If Sonny means it, I am going to marry him. I have never met anyone like him in my life. I will give up my mountains and past for a future. One thing snows me is that he wants me as I am. I have never met a man that didn’t want to put his thumb on me and mold to what he thought he needed. I let Sonny read you—something I couldn’t allow anyone else to do. Maybe it is because we want the same things out of life. Isn’t life strange and wonderful! I feel strangely content. I still have twinges of doubts of whether Sonny is trying to use me or really as sincere as he seems. Time will tell, so all I can do is finish each day completely and wait. I feel cleansed and recharged. Saturday August 8, 1970 I thought I was really going to shock you, but I read [the] last page, and I have already done it. Sonny has been with me all week inside. I am still wary of telling him I love him, yes, I am still mistrustful. I am so afraid when he knows I love him, he’ll put me down. Today is Daddy’s birthday. The summer and Colorado freedom are ending. I have already packed one trunk for home and let my mind go south to Sonny. I hope he comes up to drive back avec moi (with me). I have been taught so much. Colorado has been good to an adopted daughter. The mountains have kept me from losing God. The people have taught me the
