A Final Farewell to Sam

I am Sam's daughter, Samantha, and I created this gofundme to help my mom with planning a final farewell to my Dad, Sam. My Dad was diagnosed with Covid-19 on 12/6/21, and was hospitalized on 12/10/21. After a week of being on oxygen, and failing to improve, he was put on a ventilator. My Dad was on a ventilator for three weeks, before ultimately passing due to deterioration throughout his whole body.

 

My Dad was a proud husband, a proud father, Papou, brother, uncle, and friend. He was a true comedian, and even in his last weeks he made sure to hold on to positivity. The last message I have in my phone between him and I was me asking how he was feeling that day (while he was in the hospital, on oxygen). His response, "Eh, I've been better. Lol." Before being intubated, he asked me to make sure his friends on Facebook knew he was going to be "AFK" for a while. On the first attempt at extubation, when asked if there was anything he needed, he responded, "a Guinness."

 

He was a sailor, a photographer, and a Veteran who served his country with pride.

 

We want to send my Dad off into his final journey with as much love as he gave to this world. I am asking for help to offset any costs my Mother will incur not only for his final farewell, but for medical bills as well.

 

I appreciate any donation, big or small, or just a prayer that my Dad has fair winds and following seas on his final journey.

His Final Farewell will be a celebration of his life on May 14th at the Pine Beach Yacht Club, a very special place to him and my family. 

 

 

No more a watch to stand, Old Sailor

For you are drifting on an ebbing tide

Eight Bells has rung, Dog Watch is done

A new berth waits you on the other side.

 

Your ship is anchored in God's Harbor

And though his sailors are of equal rank

There'll be shipmates on the deck to greet you

And Pipe, as you ascend the plank.

 

Her boilers with full head of steam

Cargo stowed, and galley stored

Just waiting to get underway,

When the last hand comes aboard

 

Look sharp! That hand is you, Old Sailor

And you'll be sailing out on Heavenly seas

So may the wind be ever at your back

Fair weather, and God Speed.

 

I love you forever, Pops.