from Corina Linden

I remember Sam on a long-ago hike, before we were all parents and professors, cavorting down the hillside with a band friends in his wake; posing as king at the crest of the fell; carefree and lolling on the Manor lawn on a golden English afternoon. I remember Sam as funny, sweet, charming and brilliant. I will remember Sam well, with laughter through tears, and hope that that will be enough.