Sam and I talked about how we wanted to be remembered maybe a month before he went in the hospital. We agreed that we did not want a lot of sadness other than that the bottle was empty and it was time to go home. Of my friend I have nothing but good memories of a great man that Loved his family and friends in a way that I am not sure everyone understood. I guess it is like his music, half the lyrics would be appropriate in any church in the world, the other half not so much. He wanted the best for all his family and he did everything he knew how to make it happen. It is truly said that the good die young, that's the reason for all of my fears. so let us be evil and wicked and bad, and stay here for thousands of years. Sammy you were never as evil and wicked and bad as you thought you were. My friend, you will be missed, see you soon (not too soon mind you) Vic