My son died several years ago while in the military. I never thought that I would be putting together a book, but with the sudden death of my son, I was led to write this one. The only reason for doing so was to bring my sons stories to print. Even on the day of his funeral, his friends asked me to find a way to get his work published. His aspiration had always been to be an author from the time he was a little boy. At a young age, he would write books, sign them and give them to family members. He would tell them to save them, because they would be worth money someday. As his life was cut short, you will find most of his stories were as well, as he did not get the time needed to complete them. One story, Kings, was the last story he was working on, while at basic training. There are several complete stories, all fiction, that seems to be not only mythical but romantic. Share in my journey down the path of grief by reading of the signs we have gotten from Samm, as well as others stories of his visits. Enjoy the stories that I found after his death and that his friends shared with me.