“That wasn’t what shocked his dad, the sight of it spread all over the garage floor, little pieces of metal and screws and springs. What totally blew him away was how little Sammy could get the damned gasoline edger put back together and running. Sometimes he would go to work with an edger and come home to some other running sputtering contraption that Sammy had dreamed up”.
That was Sammy. Ever since he got his first set of Legos, he would lie on that living room floor and create masterpieces. Perhaps it was that Sammy could not hear much in the early years. He just stayed quiet on the floor and created, his black shock of hair fallen over those brown smiling eyes. Sammy's mom and dad had no idea until after the operation, Driving home, he hid under the car dashboard to escape the sounds he never knew.
When they bought Sammy an old computer to play games, he invented his own language and talked to others on that machine years before e-mail and Internet became a common household word.
You see, with Sammy, everything was possible. The creation was the thing. The millionaire in town didn’t have anything on Sammy. He simple got out the scissors, carefully cut a young Sammy face and pasted him over the millionaire’s big picture in the newspaper!
When it was time to put them away, the Legos, the skateboards, the go cart fired by the gasoline edger, he turned his creation again to the culinary mysteries, and a Seattle Art Institute education. All the while, he packed that old computer around and searched deeper for the possible.
It was even always possible in the tragedies of life. When Sammy and Diane lost their first baby and that awful sting went away, He walked forward to the hope for another little girl to be the light of his life. She came. So did another and another.
When chance called, Sammy put the saute dish away and settled into solving computer problems and saving his employer millions of dollars.
But, he tired of being constrained with company politics and corporate malaise. Sammy was ready to try it all out.
Sammy wanted it all to be possible.
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