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Samette 'Sam' Hayes Click for Condolences      Printable Version
1952 - 2008

Samette 'Sam' HayesFuneral services for Samette 'Sam' Hayes, 56, of Lumberton, will be 10:00 am Thursday, May 15, 2008 at Farmer Funeral Home with interment following in R S Farmer Memorial Cemetery. Visitation will begin at 5:00 pm Wednesday at the funeral home.

Samette died May 12, 2008 in Lumberton.

A native of Beaumont, Sam was a lifelong resident of this area. She was a great 'story teller' and a loving mother, sister, aunt and friend. Sam loved gardening, fishing, writing poetry, NASCAR (Tony Stewart!) and in her "heyday" was a Texas Softball Champion. Some of her happiest times were spent coaching her son, Cody, in sports when he was younger.

Sam is survived by her son, Cody Hayes Castillo and his wife Anna Beth of Lumberton; sisters, Claudia Smith and Stacy Mallette Downing, both of Lumberton and many nieces, nephews, extended family members and special friends. She was loved by all who knew her and will be greatly missed.


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Barbara Bell
Thursday May 22, 2008 at 9:31 PM

May 13, 2008 Sam- Last night, only a few hours after you left your painful world, I realized that I had such a humongous void in my heart. I crept out of my bed and went to 'your reclining chair' which you rested so peacefully in when you were at my house. I pulled 'your blanket' up to my chin and sat there. My mind was thinking, whirling...twenty odd years as friends.....we have so many good memories together. As the tears spilled down my cheeks, I thought, in my head, that you were there wiping each one. Our children grew up together fishing, camping and staying as close as they could. Do you remember one of the times....that we went to the beach to go fish? I was always so scared of the water....if I could not see my feet....then I was terrified that something would 'get me'. You said 'we have to go out further....where the big fish are'....I just looked at you knowing that if we went out 'further' that I surely could not see my feet then. So you got one of the kids' blowup rafts.....you instructed me to 'get in'....the game plan was that you were going to 'push me' while I was so awkwardly balanced in this raft to go into the deep to where we could fish for the 'big uns'. I was scared at first....then I got accustomed to it little by little.....then I learned to 'like' it.....well, who wouldn't.....I had my own 'boat'. You pushed and pushed me in that little bitty raft fighting the waves to where we could get past the breaks so that we could fish. I got so used to it that when you had come to the point that your feet would not touch the ground....you said....'I think this is as far as we could go'.....now, I am in the raft....and now used to getting into the deep, so I look at you and say ..... 'you can't touch????....you answer no.....I then say....then can you 'paddle' us out to where we need to be?' You laughed so hard! We did, in fact, finally reach the 2nd sand bar and we fished....for quite some time. We had so many fishing trips that we went on and had such great times together. I still to this day, do not think that you can go fishing without having a pocket full of sunflower seeds to chew on. I stopped at the store this morning and picked up a pack of them so that I could reminise all the day long. Another fishing adventure that we had.....it was up at the lake this time....we had a tent and blow up mattresses for us and the kids. We had swam and fished all the day long. Then we had built a fire and did the marshmallow/wiener burn because none of our kids would pay attention to what was on their end of their stick! We were so tired by the end of that day that we fell into the mattresses to get a little rest. Now when morning came....and the bed was soaking wet....I jumped up and said....Sam! you wet the bed.....you swore up and down that it was not you......telling me that it was me who wet that bed!.....now, I am thinking to myself.....(and for twenty something years) I guess it could have been me....my bladder might have been weak that night.....maybe I had a dream that I was on a commode....anything to sanctify the fact that I could have wet that bed!!!.....Now twenty years have passed.....I lived with fact...that I did, in fact, probably do it...........until.......you came to the house a couple of weeks ago......stood there, right in front of me and said....'I have a confession to make'....now....you are a slow talker.... so in those long moments....my head is spinning....oh my goodness....what is about to come out of that head of yours???!!! You said....do you remember the time ........and you brought up the memory of us camping at the lake....and finally you got the story out...and said...'it was me....who wet that bed....not you....(speaking of me) and then you laughed....it was so funny.....I did not know whether to hit you or kiss you.....because you let me go all those years....thinking that I did not own a good bladder.....you just had to get that off of your chest???? Do you remember.....when we used to go dancing?? We would tell the kids that we were going to the 'bump and grind'.......now.....after all of these years.....the only thing that bumps and grinds on us are our teeth!! Sam, I do know one thing about you though......you loved Cody more than you loved yourself. Not another mother on the face of this earth loves her child as you do yours. You proved that so many countless times. You loved him to the point that you would call his cell phone....knowing that he could not answer it....because of work.....just to hear his recorded voice on the other end of the line....you said....'it makes me feel better.....just to hear his voice...' Now...the time has come....your body which is twisted with pain.....will finally get a rest....not to have to rely on medication to go from day to day.....not to wake up with pain and go to sleep with pain.....for this, and only for this, I am glad that you no longer hurt.....but for us, who knew and loved who you really are........we have pain....in our hearts that we will not have more 'fun times' together....Go and rest in peace....you have raised a fine young man who, when I look at him, I see you too. Barbara Barbara Bell (Silsbee)
 
David Benoit
davidpaulbenoit@yahoo.com
Thursday May 15, 2008 at 9:28 AM

I knew Sam in the 70's and had a lot of fun with her. I had a lot of respect for Sam and I send my condolence to her family.
 

Wednesday May 14, 2008 at 10:33 PM

 
Her Friend Shirley & Nick
Wednesday May 14, 2008 at 11:44 AM

A woman who will be long remembered for the memories she made. Some good, some bad and some just plain helarious. She lived life to its fullest. She was funny and friendly. She opened her heart and door to anyone who would have it. I know myself, her most treasured possession was her son Cody. In her eyes, he is and always will be perfect. She is loved and will be missed.
 







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