Fare thee well, fellow scribblers

Sam's always been here and always will be. When I first saw your moniker I thought you'd be a safe person to hang around with and I wasn't wrong. You are a kind and decent man. So you've decided to finally drop anchor - between the land the sea and the stars. Rest easy x
 
Thank you Sam, for many many years of steady-handed “lead by example.” It has been a pleasure and an honor
 
Making peace with your own mortality is a very cool thing to achieve. Not many people can do that. However, I hope you can stay connected to things you love. Family, hobbies, reading, writing - anything. It helps keep your mind off of morbid thoughts and does wonders for your mental health.

Best wishes :rose:
 
I wish you peace of mind and pain free passing. Thank you for your contributions on this site, they will live on, and I hope you find comfort in that knowledge. You were also a force of good on these forums and you will be missed.
 
I will miss our interactions, Sam. We would always just miss each other on the forum due to the time zones and have to exchange notes. We would exchange "Toots" as we passed each other like ships in the night.

As your journey comes to an end, I hope that you got to do the things you wanted to do.

My journey will end one day, and when it does, we can get together and down a couple of pints while exchanging notes.

Until then, I won't say "Goodbye," but rather "Toot Toot" as we once again pass each other in the night.
 
There had been 'radio silence' for awhile, and I feared the worst. Excruciatingly sad news Sam.

The End is fraught, no matter how inevitable and universal, and we are honored that you took the time to craft a farewell, in your inimitable manner.

Your stories are superb little gems, I wish I could have been able to share a pint or two with you in the corner of a sweet little pub, one quiet enough to share thoughts and tales.

cheers Sam
 
Recently, I almost died. It had been on the cards for a while, but it was still a bit of a surprise when it happened. One moment I had a bit of a sore back; the next I had six separate departments at a major hospital fighting over who got to play with me next. Most of the ‘procedures’ were not especially pleasant. And for several days there I had no idea who I was or where I was. However, between the various teams they managed to sort of pull me back from the edge. But the stay is at best only temporary. After seven weeks, they announced that there probably wasn’t much more that they could do, and they sent me home with enough drugs to stock a small pharmacy and instructions to call an ambulance if any of four things happened. I don’t think I shall. The ambulance will just take me back to the hospital and we will go though the whole business again. I think it might be preferable to just slip away as quietly as I can.
This was pretty much me in May/June. I'm pulling out of it (this time). Hope you do the same. Write/post when/as you can. Sometimes the best response to the end of life is keeping on keeping on. You're a Literotica institution.
 
Sam, I’ve been wondering what was going on. I’ve missed you and enjoyed our friendship. You were the first person to be friendly to me here. Much love to you.
 
May all your stories in Heaven get that little red H, and may all your edits upload within a week.
 
Not many of get to choose how we go, so that is a gift. I hope your remaining days are well and you pass in peace.
 
Fare thee well, fellow scribblers. Have fun. And try to be kind to each other.
Fucking hell. I'm so sorry. I understand your decision, I can only hope you get some unexpected good news. You've always been a positive presence here, I've always respected you (something that I now realize I never communicated as I should have done), and I'm pulling for you. This news makes me very sad.
 
Recently, I almost died. It had been on the cards for a while, but it was still a bit of a surprise when it happened. One moment I had a bit of a sore back; the next I had six separate departments at a major hospital fighting over who got to play with me next. Most of the ‘procedures’ were not especially pleasant. And for several days there I had no idea who I was or where I was. However, between the various teams they managed to sort of pull me back from the edge. But the stay is at best only temporary. After seven weeks, they announced that there probably wasn’t much more that they could do, and they sent me home with enough drugs to stock a small pharmacy and instructions to call an ambulance if any of four things happened. I don’t think I shall. The ambulance will just take me back to the hospital and we will go though the whole business again. I think it might be preferable to just slip away as quietly as I can.

I first tried my hand at writing erotica many years ago. I was encouraged to give it a go by the then head of one of the mainstream publishers. She was a fan of erotica and she thought that I might be quite good at writing it. She was wrong. As any of you who have read any of my little tales will know they are not especially erotic. That said, I like to think that some of them are quite entertaining. And, on the whole, they are at least quite well crafted.

When my end comes, I suspect that it may come swiftly. I am not expecting to have time for drawn-out farewells. So perhaps consider yourselves farewelled in advance. I may post another story or two. But I think it is rather unlikely.

Fare thee well, fellow scribblers. Have fun. And try to be kind to each other.
Thank you so much for sharing. One of the amazements for me, when I got involved in the world of erotica, is how honest and forthcoming and kind almost everyone is. I affirm your ability to take hold of your own life!
 
Best wishes to you and your family, Sam ... it has been a pleasure "knowing" you.
 
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