Tuesday, May 12, 2015
My Deepest Sympathy to the entire Sameulsen Family.
I'll always remember Pop as a man full of fun energy and lots of love in his heart.
I remember the first time we met and I made the mistake of calling him Mr. Samuelsen, That was a definite NO NO.
Call me Pop young man. If your going to date my adopted daughter then you have to call me Pop. So I did and to this day it sticks.
Horseshoes in the back yard in a pit long enough to run the Kentucky derby, and mini Budweisers in a can that took just a swallow to finish. And then of course 20 renditions of You Are My Sunshine.
I say all this with a smile on my face which lately has been hard to find.
I have missed you for over the past 20 years my friend, and now I'll miss you more knowing God needed a horseshoe partner capable of your talents more then this world needed a man capable of your truly loving heart.
God Speed Pop and I'll see you on the other side.
I'll bring the mini's.
