In these last few days, my most vivid memory of Sam was a bike ride we took in Pittsburgh on a humid night in 2001. We stopped and sat on a bridge---Pittsburgh has many---watching the crowds and lights of a baseball game at the stadium across the river. It was a simple and insulated moment, the kind that Sam appreciated and showed his friends how to appreciate.
The writings here are testament to Sam's inspirational enthusiasm, intellect, and humanity. We will miss him.
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