Samuel-Stevenson-Obituary

Samuel W. Stevenson Jr.

Windsor, Connecticut

May 5, 1936 – Mar 28, 2022 (Age 85)

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BORN
May 5, 1936
DIED
March 28, 2022
AGE
85
LOCATION
Windsor, Connecticut

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On March 28, 2022, Samuel Whitefield Stevenson, Jr of Richmond, VA and South Yarmouth, MA, went to be with his beloved and loving family: his late wife Helen Holbrook Stevenson (1935 – 2008) and son Philip Carlysle Stevenson (1961 – 1984). As he had wished, his death was peaceful and he was...

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My heartfelt condolences to Stevie's family. Gentle in spirit, intelligent, and often hilarious, he will be greatly missed by all who knew him. Stevie was my English teacher at LC, as well as my advisor. I could go on and on about what a wonderful teacher he was - and he truly was - but for me, what set him apart was his kindness during an intensely challenging time in my life. In my junior and senior years, as I struggled with depression and felt like a colossal disappointment to...

Even though I graduated from Loomis nearly 40 years ago I am still learning from Mr Stevenson. The classics I am still trying to get my arms around are certainly part of that influence. His incredible written script (and wonderful Mont Blanc fountain pen - I have several of them but cannot come close to his script) made his critiques more palatable. And his sense of humor. "Squeaky" "Euripides? Why, Eumenides?" I waited too long to reach out and thank him.

I am so sorry to hear of Sam's passing, and I offer my condolences to his family. Sam was one of my favorite teachers at Loomis - which is something, considering how stellar the faculty was. To the extent that I can write good at all (joke), I owe much of that to Sam. He preached "less is more" before that was a thing. He was funny and present and sharp as a tack. I'll never forget his (frequent) invocations of "Arbuckle's Law" (You Get What You Pay For!) in a feigned Scottish accent that...

Stevie was a wonderful influence on me for MANY reasons--so much more than teacher, he had the ability to cut through and empower, embolden, and nurture the the soul. He made me (us) laugh uproariously (and at times somewhat inappropriately!) as I fumbled toward some hard-won maturity. When I was facing a particularly devastating pain my senior year, he saw an opportunity to literally sit with me on the stoop of Carter Dorm, facing out toward the fields while I was teary, and not only listen,...

My heartfelt condolences to all family and friends. What a beautiful tribute to such a kind & gentle man. Wonderful stories and a great laugh. He was my longtime friend, I loved him and I will truly miss him. I hope you're with Helen & Phillip and at peace.

I had "Sam" Stevenson in class, but knew him best from our many collaborations on Allyn sports in the 1960s. We won championships in basketball and football together and they remain among my best memories of Loomis. Who could forget Mickey Culver marveling to Coach Stevenson that we were throwing, and completing, forward passes? Or his friendly rivalry with the late, great Al Beebe? My sincere condolences to the family: thanks for sharing him with us.

My condolences to the entire family. I always look forward to hearing all the wonderful stories of uncle Stevie from Leonard and Andy after their annual visit. May your soul Rest In Peace uncle Stevie.

I am so sorry to hear of Mr. Stevenson's passing. He was one of my all-time favorite teachers, anywhere. He was also my coach for intramural football, and I never had a better coach, nor more fun playing any team sport. A very short story: He urged me to play offense and defense as everyone else did. I said no and threatened to quit. He asked why I wouldn't play offense and I replied that I thought at the heart of football is the concept of disrupting the plan and I didn't want to be part of...

I'm so terribly sorry to hear of the passing of Mr. Stevenson, one of my all-time favorite teachers at Loomis Chaffee. In his class, learning truly felt like a collaborative effort. He wanted his students to succeed, and his quick wit and sense of humor kept us delightfully amused and engaged. It's been over 20 years, but the "hard hitting and dynamic" lessons from that class are as vivid today as they were back then. I'd also have a laugh every time Mr. Stevenson would ask me for my latest...