I am a colleague of Sam’s dad, John, who slipped me a stone many moons ago.  I have been waiting to place it in a scene of nature, raw beauty and fun that I associate with (what I believe to be) Sam’s life in Vermont.  I finally remembered the stone on a trip to Portland Maine and laid the stone in Cutler Park overlooking the islands of Casco Bay.
Who knows where the spirit will move it next, but it has touched me, so thank you all for sharing this life in a way that touches even the social periphery.  Stay well.