32 Metcalfe Street West | Strathroy, Ontario N7G 1M6 | Phone: (519) 245-1023 | Email: office@dennings.ca
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April
First Visitation
7:00 pm - 9:00 pm
Friday, April 12, 2013
Denning Bros. Funeral Home
32 Metcalfe St. W.
Strathroy, Ontario, Canada
Saturday
13
April
Second Visitation
12:00 pm - 1:00 pm
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Denning Bros. Funeral Home
32 Metcalfe St. W.
Strathroy, Ontario, Canada
Saturday
13
April
Service Information
1:00 pm
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Denning Bros. Funeral Home
32 Metcalfe St. W.
Strathroy, Ontario, Canada
Interment Information
Alvinston Cemetery
2879 Cameron Road
Alvinston, Ontario, Canada
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Kathy and Larry posted a condolence
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Sam, you were a gentle, humble and loving man, one of the sweetest guys we've known. Thanks for being part of our family, we will always love you.
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Linda Oke posted a condolence
Friday, April 12, 2013
I am the youngest of all of Sam's nieces and nephews; I guess you could call me the baby of the group. I grew up living next door to Uncle Sam. One of the things about Uncle Sam was he was an animal lover. He always had a dog and lots of cats either in the house or around the barn. I learned at a young age if you want to know where the spring kittens were you just had to ask him, he could tell you. There was many a year I would hunt down these kittens and bring them to my mom to show her how lovely they were. My mom always said they were lovely but take them back to the barn. Then I would hear my mom asking my dad why he told me where the kittens were, my dad always replied, "I didn't tell her." It was Uncle Sam. He would show me those kittens like he was the proud dad.
I was also the chatter box of the family and I would come home from school and walk down to the barn and there I found a great audience for my stories of the day. My dad and Uncle Sam. Sam would lean on his pitch fork and give me his undivided attention as he would laugh at the stories I weaved.
As I grew up I wanted to be just like the boys out there working. I really wanted to help them with the hay one year. Sam was over joyed to teach me as I sweated and grunted my way through hauling the hay in the mow. Sam would be sitting on a bale of hay giving me encouragement. As I look back now he had a good thing going. My need to prove I was as good as any man and his need to sit down and take a rest worked for both of us. Though looking back now and doing the math when I was 16 he was not a young man he was in his sixties.
I also knew him as gardener, he was always out there after supper working on his vegetable garden, growing his glads and taking care of his roses.
His three passions in life were his animals, his garden and his wife Lydia.