Sam Schambera

The same way I will never forget the day President John F.Kennedy died, I can say the same for Sam . If he comes to mind it puts a smile on my face, because I hear him and then see him making his faces and singing. I always laugh at seeing Sam throwing his little girls Amy and Christie in the air when he came home next door, smelling of fertilizer and muddy shoes. I will take a smile any day if it includes one of Sam's songs and the many great memories that keeps him alive in our hearts.

In memory of Sam Schambera,

I fell in love with your little brother Tim and now I'm in love with your whole family.
I only spent a couple of days with you and in that short time I went on three adventures. The first a wonderful day at the beach with you,Tim and I then to the top of the world. The second us all riding out to the desert where you were working, boy was that a wanderland. The third was in search for the magic guitar you left behind.
Sam I hope you don't mind I...

To my brother sam,
I love you and will dearly miss you. I hope your in the heavens above as you believe we all will be, playing your guitar and charming everyone.
I have alot of good memories of fun times of us at the beach.
I will always remember you helping others believe that the lord wants us all to be happy. Sam I will now try to carry the message, my bother.
I love you and will see you.

My dad was an unconventional person. His spirit was always bright and though he didn't quite fit in to the society we all know well - he did fit into our hearts and was the best father a young girl could ask for. When I was very young he'd always talk to me straight out about God and would never talk down to me - he'd talk to me like I was an adult and had deep conversations with me. He instilled the love of God, a free happy spirit, joy, the ability to think and love deeply, humor and a...

My last memory of seeing Uncle Sam was a few years ago on Thanksgiving.
I had reconnected with my two cousins Amy and Christie after almost 15 years and we all met up at Nanny's house to celebrate the holiday tgether as a family. Uncle Steve, my dad Tim and Uncle Sam were all there and I remember Nanny telling everyone how happy she was to have all her boys there.
It was a wonderful night of listening to old childhood stories, listening to Uncle Sam play his guitar and sing to us and a...

To my Brother Sam who I will dearly miss. We had a great childhood, say hi to Dad and Connie. Love Steve

Sam
was one of our first friends from the Local Church. Sam and Patty and
their girls were a part of our daily lives as friends, next door
nieghbors, partner in business and the guy who knew it all. One of his
many gifts was his ability to imitate people. I still hear him singing
Ohhhhh Nooooooo in mime of one of his lanscape clients who discovered
all the flowers Sam planted had died. Now I sing...Ohhhh Nooooo hearing
that Sam has died, but his smile and charm will last...