Sammy Wright was one of my best buddies. Sammy was born tall. He was always tall. He was your first pick in basketball games.
Sammy lived right behind me, he lived on Vine St. and we lived on Walnut. Ed Cornell, Sammy and I all lived within spitting distance of each other. Sam was another one of my first grade buddies. Sam had a Superman costume his Mother made for him, cape and all with the big "S" on the chest. Sam, holding his arms out in front, as if flying at amazing speed, could fly around the back yard in no time flat. He once forgot about the cloths line and almost lost his head. Flipped him and he hit the ground flat as a pancake.
Sam and I loved to swap comic books. He must have had a hundred. Sam had a brother named Leo who was older and more of the intellectual type and Leo didn't have just ordinary comic books like Sam and I, Leo had what they called the "Classics" and they cost 15 cents each. Leo was most careful we did not get our comic books mixed up with his "Classics". We just sorta ignored Leo.
Sam was always had a thing for electronics. We were in a electronic club together and his Dad helped teach the class. Simply put, Sam was smart. He got his degree in electrical engineering. Sam's only big problem was he went to Auburn. Where we, at Alabama in Tuscaloosa were enjoying the good years with The Bear, Sam was stuck in mediocrity at Auburn with Ole Shug.
Sam married, I know not who, and decided he preferred the single life best. He paid me a visit about ten years ago, we had lunch together in Birmingham and he traveled on to meet Sam Timberlake. That was the last contact I had with him. He lived many years in Dallas and his best running buddy was Russell Lynn.
We were Boy Scouts together and he did well in the Scouts. He was honest and true and if you look under his picture in the Golden Memories 1959 you will see he was Mr. Everything and member of many honor societies.
Sam was my close friend and I think of him often. It's great too have the memories.
"Ya gotta git the money or ya don't git the trrrip!" We must have hear Mr. Amos say that a thousand times during dozens of assemblies during our high school years, but it was never more imperative than in our junior year when Sammy was our class president. That was sort of a make it or break it year for the senior class trip to DC, and I can still see Sammy and Mr. Amos up on that stage urging us on. Sammy's leadership proved effective, because we did get the trip. I don't remember who in our class sold the most subscriptions that year, but during the sales drive our senior year Barbara Watson sold the most, even though she knew her family would be moving and she would not be able to go with us. But, shoot, I would have bought one from HER if she had but asked. RFA
Pattie Craig (Jett)
Sammy was just 53 years old when he passed away. He was living in Dallas and was buried at Decatur City Cemetery.He died September 7, l995 in Dallas. He was born on Jan. 17,1941. He was an electrical engineer.
At the time of his death he was survived by one brother.
Larry McRae
Sammy Wright was one of my best buddies. Sammy was born tall. He was always tall. He was your first pick in basketball games.Sammy lived right behind me, he lived on Vine St. and we lived on Walnut. Ed Cornell, Sammy and I all lived within spitting distance of each other. Sam was another one of my first grade buddies. Sam had a Superman costume his Mother made for him, cape and all with the big "S" on the chest. Sam, holding his arms out in front, as if flying at amazing speed, could fly around the back yard in no time flat. He once forgot about the cloths line and almost lost his head. Flipped him and he hit the ground flat as a pancake.
Sam and I loved to swap comic books. He must have had a hundred. Sam had a brother named Leo who was older and more of the intellectual type and Leo didn't have just ordinary comic books like Sam and I, Leo had what they called the "Classics" and they cost 15 cents each. Leo was most careful we did not get our comic books mixed up with his "Classics". We just sorta ignored Leo.
Sam was always had a thing for electronics. We were in a electronic club together and his Dad helped teach the class. Simply put, Sam was smart. He got his degree in electrical engineering. Sam's only big problem was he went to Auburn. Where we, at Alabama in Tuscaloosa were enjoying the good years with The Bear, Sam was stuck in mediocrity at Auburn with Ole Shug.
Sam married, I know not who, and decided he preferred the single life best. He paid me a visit about ten years ago, we had lunch together in Birmingham and he traveled on to meet Sam Timberlake. That was the last contact I had with him. He lived many years in Dallas and his best running buddy was Russell Lynn.
We were Boy Scouts together and he did well in the Scouts. He was honest and true and if you look under his picture in the Golden Memories 1959 you will see he was Mr. Everything and member of many honor societies.
Sam was my close friend and I think of him often. It's great too have the memories.
Richard Allen
"Ya gotta git the money or ya don't git the trrrip!" We must have hear Mr. Amos say that a thousand times during dozens of assemblies during our high school years, but it was never more imperative than in our junior year when Sammy was our class president. That was sort of a make it or break it year for the senior class trip to DC, and I can still see Sammy and Mr. Amos up on that stage urging us on. Sammy's leadership proved effective, because we did get the trip. I don't remember who in our class sold the most subscriptions that year, but during the sales drive our senior year Barbara Watson sold the most, even though she knew her family would be moving and she would not be able to go with us. But, shoot, I would have bought one from HER if she had but asked. RFA