BREAKING NEWS

BREAKING NEWS

Susan S. Sam

Susan S. Sam

Susan S. Sam

Susan S. Sam on May 22, 2017, age 93 of Dunkirk, NY, boarded the “I want to go to Heaven” flight from her home. My Mom’s life flight began March 20, 1924. She was the first born of the late Esau and Anissa Sam in Dunkirk, New York. At the age of seven, Mom and her parents moved to Irwin, PA. Mom’s early childhood centered around her parents, who were immigrants from Safita, Syria. Soon after, her two younger sisters were born, the late Adele R. Sam and Major Alice M. Sam USAF. Together the three of them developed a tight, long devoted sisterhood.

Mom attended school in Irwin, PA., grew up actively helping her mother, father and fraternal grandmother with gardening, cooking and caring for her younger siblings. She and her family appreciated living in the Syrian sub-neighborhood of Irwin.

After high school, Mom worked at Westinghouse, then joined the U.S. Navy. After the Navy, she eloped with my father. They then returned to Dunkirk, NY where my father, his parents and siblings operated a produce business.

Mom is survived by her husband Esau A. Sam; her children Charles E. Sam, Barbara A. Sam, Robert E. (Denise) Sam and me, Grace M. Sam. She is the grandmother of Alex E. Sam and Jacob E. Sam. Great-grandmother of Blake Matthew Sam and Alex Marie Sam. Also sister-in-law, Rev. Helen Sam. During our toddler years, we each developed profound hearing losses. To our advantage, Mom immediately did intensive research, wrote letters to specialists, purchased hearing aids, found specialized tutoring for us and enrolled us in public school. She felt it was imperative for us to actively integrate with the hearing world. This was my Mom during the 1960s. Mom’s first position while being a stay-at-home mother was a Welcome Wagon Lady, which she did superbly. She gave me unrestricted privilege when I was a little girl to play in her home office that was so organized. I pretended to be beautiful like her, banging on her typewriter and chatting on a real phone to the dial tone I never heard. Her next position, between raising us and listening to our growing-up problems, was to start her own freelance bookkeeping services, which she quickly established a trusted and respectable homebased business for herself.

Mom was Worthy Matron of the Eastern Star twice and a writer of our family memories. Then in the Spring of 1992 Mom had a major stroke. It was a very sad moment. Mom lost at least fifty-five percent of her mobility. Barbara eventually became Mom’s primary caregiver, living at home with my parents. Barbara is the reason Mom stayed with us for twenty-five more years, giving Mom an excellent quality-of-life. Let me say that my sister was a Mother’s dream-daughter.

Because Mom gracefully adapted with changing time, the four of us learned to adapt well during challenging times. Because Mom was a well-informed woman, an avid reader, and confronted issues. We are very appreciative of life. Because Mom exposed us and made time in her schedule to help those in need, we are passionate. Because of Mom, we are able to colligate as a family. Thank you Mom. Condolence and comments may be forwarded to

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