Most people knew him as Vic. I however was introduced to him when I was 7ish as Uncle Sam (Samuel was his middle name). Uncle sam really was my mom's Uncle, so he was my Great Uncle. The younger brother of my Grandfather Fred Tucker. Fred passed away when I was 1 year old. My grandmother passed when I was 11. Uncle Sam and Aunt Marje became a very important couple to me, especially because I never even met my Paternal Grandfather or Grandmother. To me these people were as close as I would ever get to having granparents. I feel very blessed to have had these people in my life. There is no doubt in my mind that Uncle Sam was one of the most intellegent people I've ever met. He looked at things with a very logical eye, and took emotion out of it. He would tell me what the right thing I should do, and it may not be the answer I really wanted, he was right in the end. He was a very gentle man. I think I saw him upset a couple of times, but that was really rare. He always said that he was "never better", or had "no complaints" because "no one will listen anyways." He beat me at every game of golf we had, and never rubbed it in. He would just give me a tip here and there. 4 out of 5 games he would beat me at playing pool, and I told Bruce, I think he let me win that 1 game so I wouldn't quit. The man had class, and style. He was always was well dressed. Took care of his family, home, cars, and his tools. He gave me a micrometer from his work about 10 years ago and I treasure that thing like gold. He is and will be truely missed by so many people that he touched. In his honor, I am very sad, but if you ask me I will always try and say "no complaints". Rick.