R.I.P. Mr. Tucker. Most people called 'you' Sam, but I called you, Mr. Tucker because I believed you were a true legend, an old soldier for Civil Rights, and a cultural icon in New London, Connecticut.
Mr. Tucker, you were one of the only African Americans who played an integral part in the first construction of the Gold Star Bridge. I will forever think of you each time that I pass over these beautiful bridges.
I have never met anyone who had...so much fight in him as a victim of being exposed to asbestos...from the Civil Rights Movement Era. Mr. Tucker, you even continued your fight for injustice and inequality to the end....
Despite, your continually being rushed to the ER, you could still find time to make me laugh. Mr. Tucker, you were not just a good parent to your own children, but you saw the need in other people. Mr. Tucker, you even saw the 'NEED' in a young man like myself, and you treated me like your own son. Mr. Tucker, you saw the 'NEED' just to even make me 'LAUGH!'
I will forever appreciate and miss you! It is with deepest sadness, that I have to say goodbye to you my friend, my brother, my father image, and an old soldier for Civil Rights.
But, I can hear God laughing in heaven and it brings tears to his eyes. While God, is looking at you, with open arms to relieve you of all your pain and suffering, and then questioning you: "Samuel B. Tucker Jr., welcome home my old and faithful solider, but why did you like that song by James Brown so much?" "This is a man's world. But, it wouldn't be nothing, nothing without a woman or a girl!"
I can still hear you laughing!
R.I.P. Mr. Tucker, We loved you Mr. Tucker, but God loved you best!