Today our Sam would have turned 25.. that subjunctive.. ‘would have’/ sticks in my throat. I  woke up cryign this morning.. missing Sam.. THat hadn’t happened in a long time. i lay in bed listening to music that reminded me of Sam and thought about him.. I brought back memories ofd how he looked sounded.. the way he talked It was hard and comforting at the same time..

My first step upon waking was to take a walk outside and take a picture of the new ’25’ thats been painted on the road in front of our house.. I know its the speed limit.. but it was fun to have that there  on this, his 25th birthaday/

 

 

sam is still all over our house and our lives.

here’s the banner I made to celibrate his birth.. it still hangs in our tower.

 

o spent lots of tiem today looking at pictures of sam.. and thinking of his wonderfully fun., generous and mischievous. spirit

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we went ofr a run .. and on the way back went by teh qunnns garage sale.. Barb gave us this picture of our family.. ..

more tears,

 

we cam home and got to work prepping for the party. .. 

aournd 3 we all met for a hot and buggy walk up bolton. we do it every  birthday and every  deathday. of Sams . that makes it 19 times.  THis tiem my mom join ded us.. quite a feet for an 83 year old.. i was proud of her for making it up and down the mountain.

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as we hiked we rant into these other guys who were driving RC cars up and down the mountain  to raise money and awareness for the march of dimes.. . THis guy had been awake for 36 hours and was shooting for 52 hours. of solid driving..  

 

the hike up was slow and buggy.. the dogs got in the water perhaps to get a break from the bugs. 

 

despite the heat.. there was still a bit of snow..

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s the cerimpnial pciture we always take at the lodge.

 

 

and the red bull toast we always do 

 

then gabe and i made a quick climb up the rickety fire tower. \\\

 

 

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as is our custom, we launched a three ball  mortar shot from the top of the tower.

 

 

here’s silas.. holding some of the ashes from our friend Pucket who died a year and a half ago..

 

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we walked down and got home around 6.. son after people  startetd filtereing in. 

 

tiem for anouther red bull toast. .. sam

s favorite !

 

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we all tossed our cups into my brand new washer tub fire placew 

 

chai was thristy..

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later on we sta down to make samstones.. ere are soem of the more interesting ones we’ve made, resagular, iron. glass, onnes that have been shot into space.. even a 3d printed one woith an NFC chip inside. \

 

time to make more stones !\\\\

 

avery claled in from Oregan !

 

people had all filtered back out by 10.. cleaning is down now.. and I’m sitting here thinking of the long day … and appreciateng all our freinds that are here to support us..

 

Ok Sam.. I miss you so much my son.. so many good people out there keep your memory very much alive.

I love you Spamus..

nite all. nite sam

-me

 

 

I miss