Samuel Walton Buice has been a mischievous child, a class clown, and a great friend to many. Sam is wise beyond his years (though there have been a few). He is funny and playful, joyful, and childlike. He listens; he asks questions and cares about the answers. His presence is bright and warm, with laughter and smiles, which will be remembered long after his lifetime. Sam has been a reckless teenager, a motorcycle and vintage car enthusiast, and grew into a fine young man. He fell in love, married this awesome lady and became a husband. Following this stage, he became a father. Dad is thoughtful, kind, and special. The best of the best. He taught us how to solve problems with words instead of violence. Sam keeps the peace and shares it with everyone. My dad is more than a child, an adult, a husband, a father (and a grandfather sometime this week). He is a gardener, a recycler, and a chicken farmer. He became an Episcopal priest, and studied the way of God. God has always had a place in his life. Now, he is retired, but still finds ways to help others in need. I have never known a person like Dad. Sure, I may be biased, but I’m not the only one who sees his light. Today, and every day, I celebrate my father’s birth and his presence in my life. I am grateful for our time together and our friendship. Dad, I love you a lot ‘n’ a lot. Happy birthday!!
–SJB