Samuel Stephen Yasgur

For Sam " I rest my case "

"Sam, Sam, the fix-it man" is what Steve and I used to chant when you would stay over after a HS debate. Invariably we had some toy that wouldn't work and you always managed to fix it. Good memories! We visited you last year (06/26/22) when we spread Ikey's ashes. Now she's with all of you. Can't believe it's been 7 years already since we last spoke. I miss you, cuz!

I just found out Sam Yasgur passed away in June. I was very sorry to hear this and that he had been ill. I didn't know him well. We spoke on the phone once, but I remembered enjoying the conversation. I was in Woodstock; he was in Sullivan County. I had just found out about the aftermath of the Woodstock Festival, which I attended, the condition of the land and the death of his father a few years later. We discussed that and a few other things. I hope that his passing was swift, and that he...

Sorry this is late, but I just found it online. I was Sam's legal assistant for approximately 10 or 11 years. We kept in touch regularly by email and phone after he returned to Monticello. We spoke in depth about life and things to come. He was a "one of a kind" and lived life to the fullest. I will carry many memories with me. My thoughts and prayers are with the family for peace and comfort.

I am not sure my earlier message was properly sent and apologize if this is a repeat.
Sam and I started in Frank Hogan's office together on July 17, 1966. About two months ago, I called him to say hello and Sam, with the same pleasant and seemingly joyful tone he always had told me frankly of his expected death without any self-pity. A month or so ago he wrote on the listserv of the Hogan Associates (of which I am president) an e-mail about his impending death and his pride at serving...

I was a colleague of Sam in the New York County District Attorney's office. He was a valued friend and associate. Compassionate, determined and tenacious he never lost his good humor. When things did not go well, he was never a "why me" guy. Instead, he look forward to a better day and better outcome. Some battles can't be won and Sam faced this last one with grace and dignity.

Sam and I were classmates at JYCS. Saw him after graduation at class reunions. He always had a ready smile, and a tale to tell! I imagine that he was an extremely good lawyer & prosecutor. Good Luck Sam, wherever you are.

I'll miss our talks. I'll miss your sense of humor and those horrible Bloody Mary jokes. I'll miss listening to your enthusiasm as you described your to-do list to keep you busy in Hospice. I'll miss knowing that you were there. Rest well, my "other big brother."