Captain Sam's spirit will be felt throughout the streets of Cape Ann for as long as we can keep his story in our hearts.  His is a story of a man not only "in love" with a landscape, but also a "main character" in its mystical scenery.   For over 5 decades Captain Sam became "one" with the Gloucester shoreline..."there he is!"-- "There's Sam in the Samay!"...people passing by would shout & wave... a blast of Sams waaayyy to big of an air horn on the seasoned "a bit too top heavy" fish assault vessel would pierce the air and his leather like hands would raise up a huge Striper or a gigantic Lobsta for the admiring public to gawk at in amazement....Hooray!! Oh Wow!! "Look!" ...Sam always had a catch...and he always had an eye for the scene-- This "Old Salt" knew that the lore and roar of the Gloucester sea and all the mysteries within its confines would only grow with each and every soul he touched.
 
And now our beloved Captain Sam has left this cherished shore to explore other shores beyond anyones reach...and he wanted us to know that we can always hear his voice, the cheers of joy and the sounds of that "air horn a blarin" in every Glostoar --you just have to know how to listen to the sounds of the colors--SJN III