Tomorrow Sam would’ve been 28. I remember so clearly the night before he was born.

Really, really hard to believe.… He was 14 when he died… And that was 14 years ago. Such a strange balance point… I guess we all are not alive Much longer than we are alive… It’s just a strange to think about.

Tomorrow morning Diane and I are going to walk at Bolton Mountain for sunrise. If anyone out there is reading this and feels like meeting us at the Bolton Valley parking lot At 4 AM you’re welcome to walk with us.… Given the times… We won’t be getting together for a potluck in Sam’s town Sweetery do tomorrow… But we do invite everyone to join us in spirit at 7 PM and toast Sam in whatever way is meaningful to you.…

He was an amazing kid and remains strong and loving presence in our lives.…

Happy birthday my son… We miss you very much

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Nite all, nite sam

-me