Charles Watts, a fellow-retired, Marietta Postal Worker
called me today to inform me our co-worker Sam Elliott died yesterday. I hate to hear that. Sam was a good person.
Sam’s mother worked for my late aunt Bee. Bee’s oldest son is Bobby. I remembered Bobby told me he and Sam Elliott,
near the same age, had a special relationship.
Bobby knew I worked with Sam at the post office.
When Bobby told me this, a few months ago, he was calling
from a casino in Mississippi. I don’t
know why he chose that moment, about 400 miles from home to tell me – maybe he
just realized I knew Sam from work and thought he would tell me while it was
still on his mind.
Today, when I called Bobby to tell him that Sam died he was
sorry to hear that but said, “Guess where I am at?”
“I don’t know, where?”
“By a slot machine in Gulfport, Mississippi.”
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