Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Love and Memories of Sam

Sam Zoll lost his battle with cancer early today. Sam was the hurricane of our group -- strong, powerful, unpredictable and loud. He was a driving force of the North Shore Cyclopaths and one of the four founding fathers. When I first met Sam, I was intimidated to say the least. "Hey, How much did you pay for that bike?", he bellowed when I first met him. I was sooo unprepared. I stammered a little until someone interjected and said, "She bought it for a dollar at a yard sale." I was so hurt. I had a nice bike! What a newbie I was.

After 8 years of riding with Sam, I have gotten wiser. "Hey, Tamara. How much did that jacket set you back?" "It was free, Sam. I won it in a raffle." "Hey, what did that water bottle cost you?" "They were 3 for a buck at Building 19." (I'd caught on.)

Riding with Sam was an adventure. He sang. Loud. He took charge of everything. He had a crazy bike and shiny electric blue spandex pants. He got us kicked out of breakfast establishments when he commandeered the coffee pot out of the waitress's hands. He teased and cajoled and made us all laugh. He was also the first person to call and check on you when you and your bike collided with a car. (Thank you, Sam!) We were truly lucky to be able to call him our friend and he will be forever missed. (We love you, Sam!) -- Tammy

1 comment:

av said...

You nailed it Tammy. A great eulogy.

Av