Samuel Miller

Samuel Miller, beloved father, grandfather and husband, passed on to the greatest bull market ever on Saturday, November 28th. He ultimately succumbed to congestive heart failure partially brought about by malevolent nurses who threw his teeth out of the fourth floor window of the hospital despite the fact that it lacked a fourth floor. Until May of this year, when he fell and broke his neck, Sam lived life to the fullest, frequenting Luby's and flirting with the ladies at Sun Harvest. Sam was born in Whitman, Massachusetts to Jewish immigrants, Alter and Annie. Their last name was involuntarily changed to "Miller" when the Ellis Island clerk found it too difficult to pronounce, much less spell, their Russian name. He grew up with his sister Sarah and his cousins' Eva, Leo and Sam, with whom he shared many happy times. He joined the air force in World War II and later became a reservist. Sam studied aeronautical engineering but found business to be his calling. He owned and ran a successful box company in Dallas, Texas and showed kindness and compassion to his many employees. Sam is survived by his wife of fifty eight years, Gertrude Miller, of Austin, Texas, his eldest daughter, Anne Miller of Plainfield, Vermont, his youngest daughter, Hilary Miller DeWeerd, granddaughter, Lila Catherine DeWeerd, grandson, Samuel Marvin DeWeerd and their sun conure, "Sweetie-tweetie" of Austin, Texas. All love him and will miss him with all of their hearts. Sam was a generous and nurturing father who barbecued ribs that were to die for. Hilary's fondest memory is of walking the dog around the block at night and just spending time together. Anne's is of his attempt to share his interest in the stock market by having her buy some stocks, which immediately plummeted, thus ending her nonexistent interest in the world of financial wizardry. His wife, Gertrude, happily reminisces about a trip they took to Scotland and England after becoming proud proprietors of an empty nest. Sam possessed a whimsical sense of humor and always kept a creeple-people sentinel on the top of his desk. He enjoyed the Jewish holidays, particularly Passover, when he'd skip ahead in the Haggadah to the passages commanding wine intake. Sam loved food, big band music, playing the stock market, poker and a good cigar. He used to be an avid jogger until his unfortunate collision with a dachshund resulted in a premature end to his running career. Sam's honesty, sense of responsibility and fairness made him a good husband and father. We will miss him, forever and always, but his soul lives on within us. Ameritrade and Wells Fargo warmly welcome him to the other side. May he go in comfort and peace and may God bless him. In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the charity of your choice. Many thanks to the aides, social workers, nurses (even though they threw his teeth out the window) and doctors who helped my father while in North Austin Medical Center and Gracywoods Nursing Home.