Name: Schoedinger Midtown
Address: Columbus, OH

God Bless and a Heartfelt Thank YOU for your service in WWII. The USA would NOT be as it is today. I treasure the freedoms for which YOU fought. And Semper Fi.

To the Allens

We are sorry about your loss.  Hang on to those memories as he'll always be with you.  And as I always like to think, he is in a much better place.

We'll keep you in our thoughts and prayers.


Love,
The Eatons

Roger, Sherilyn, Derrick & Kyle

To the family of Robert James "Sam"Allen. It is with much sadness that I learned of his passing only moments ago. Please know I grieve with you during the passing of your wonderful Dad. Mr. Allen was an amazing man who loved his family tremendously. To his wife;Jeanne, I cannot begin to understand how you must be feeling during this time you and Dad Allen, as I called him had a wonderful marriage throughout the years and raised 4 beautiful, intelligent and talented children: Judy, Robbie, Jim and Susan. I am proud to know the entire Allen Family and I think of each of you as my family too. I love you all and miss you very much. To my special friend Judy; my heart is broken for what you must be feeling during this time. I know how much your Dad meant to everyone in your family. The Allen's are a close knit family who love each other very much. Please remember all the great times you had with "Sam". He was simply a "remarkable man" who love you all so much.
Please know I am praying for each of you during this sad time.

Love You All,
Minda McCoy
Columbus, Ohio

Sam Allen was a truly special man who has made a profound impact on my life. I’m certain that I’m one of many who would say the same, whether you called him Dad, Grandpa, Uncle Sam, Bobby like his brothers did, or others I’m sure. He was not short on nicknames or titles!

He had a wonderful sense of humor, a contagious smile, and a warmth that I felt from him whenever I saw him. He always made me feel special, and that he was happy to see me. I have so many memories of him that I could talk about, but there are a few that particularly stand out to me. For instance, he knew that I was one of the only ones in our immediate family who liked tomatoes, so when he picked them from his garden, he would always set one aside for me. Or, how when I was much younger and I’d help him rake leaves in his yard by jumping on them in the bag to make room for more, and he would just watch and laugh with me.  He would always help me make my derby cars in his wood shop for my cub scout races and would put so much care into making them just right.  Later, I loved playing cards and dominoes with him, and I’ll never forget the joy he expressed when he saw his great- granddaughter. That meant so much to me.

These memories of him will always be special to me, but most of all, I’ll never forget the mornings spent with him where he would make me pancakes. Sometimes when I would visit, and Grandma would still be at Church, it would be just the two of us, and I always looked forward to having pancakes with him. They were always so good, but thinking back now, I’m honestly not sure if he did anything different than the instructions on the box. I think it was the time spent with him that made them especially good.

Thank you for everything, Grandpa. I love you and will miss you. Rest in Peace.

Love, Eric, Simone and the girls

As we all got older, we would play poker on Sunday afternoons, it was fun playing cards, he usually was the big winner which he really enjoyed. A big winner was $10 or more, we only paid $5 to play.
We reminisced about neighbors, etc., and that was always 
I asked him one time if you could have a meal with anyone living or dead who would it be, “he said Uncle Johnny”- he didn’t mention anyone else.

So many more stories, you’ll be missed by all- Love Rob

Dad: Beets (he could help but laugh at the whole thing and we started laughing)
Even since that day he called me Beets, I guess it’s better than Peas, he could have called me that just the same.
One day at dinner time, I asked if:  You and Dad died where would I go, Mom said “You’ll live with your Godfather, Uncle Tom” I said OK cool, Tommy had a guitar and Michael had a Jimmy Hendrix poster. Then Mom added that they do not let you have milk during dinner, that made me think, so a few days after. I talked to Beth and Randie they confirmed that was the house rules.
When Dad put up the basketball rim on the garage, he told me it was mine and I was in control of who played and who didn’t – big responsibility for a kid.  He used to hold me up so I could slam it, I asked him to do it again, do it again, his arms would get tired after a while, then he had to stop. 
One day we were coming home from a hunting trip down Route 3 near Delaware,  the boat we had tied down on the hood came loose, I was sleeping in the back seat, I heard the boat tumbling behind us, I told dad the boat came off, Uncle Don casually said, “pull over we lost the boat”, and minutes later it was tied down again and off we went, like nothing ever happened.  Traffic was minimal and no-one was hurt or damaged except for a few dents in the boat. Their conversation picked up again where they left off.
One Sunday afternoon, a big NBA game was coming on Washington Bullets with my favorite player Earl (the Pearl) Monroe ( I had his poster on my bedroom wall)  versus Milwaukee Bucks with the Big O and a new member from UCLA named Lew Alcindor, said asked if I wanted a draft beer (probably Falstaff)- he said it was OK, so I said sure, I wasn’t a big fan of the foam, but it tasted good, a few of these I fell asleep by halftime and by the time the game was over Dad was asleep too, I asked him who won, he said he didn’t know.  Hen he said” But it was the best game I ever slept through”.  I still use that line today for movies or games that I fall asleep while watching
I begged Dad to get a color TV when they came out, he said: “Why do we need a color TV, this TV has a good picture”, finally we did get a color TV but until then we could only watch color on Grandpa’s TV, the Wild World of Disney when the pixie splashed blue, red and green was really something I’ll never forget.
When we did get the color TV, I would sit close and flip channels back and forth since we didn’t have remotes back then.


Dad was showing me how to throw a curveball, more it curved I got more and more excited, half the time I couldn’t catch it and the ball would roll down the street and in the sewer, I would have 3 or 4 balls, so when they all ended up in the sewer I had to go down, open the sewer lid and get them out,  When I asked how he knew to throw a curveball, he said Schooner showed him.
My Dad taught me some of the more important things in life: Skipping stones, shooting marbles, do what you have to, then what you need to do, then what you want to do-in that order

I always got nervous when he watched me play baseball or basketball, I would try too hard and always mess up. However, one time he signed up me and my brother for a free throw contest at the neighborhood middle school.  I won 1st place and my brother won 2nd place.  We just had t-shirts and cutoffs when the other kids had jerseys and shorts, my Dad got a kick out of that. Then since I got 1st place I was entered into the next round at Worthington HS, I didn’t do as good and was in the losers bracket and needed to win 3 more times to win, I had to wait a few hours for the others to finish, there was an option to take 2 tickets to the OSU football game, my choice, so without hesitating I took the tickets- Dad was OK with my decision and we had a great time.
When I was a kid, I worked the OSU football games selling newspapers prior to the game, Dad dropped me off at Lane Ave and Olentangy River Rd corner, and said this is where I’ll pi

Dad – from Rob

EARLY
Dad was born at home in Ft. Wayne Indiana, very close to the Maumee River.  He said my Dad could do anything, this included delivering a baby.  Uncle Don said he remembered that day very well.  Dad said how do you remember that you were only 5 years old, Don said “When you hear your Mom screaming and crying the next room, you don’t forget that”.
When he was young, he liked fishing, hunting and playing cards and games something, he enjoyed all his life.
He said he didn’t get in much trouble but Ione time he was playing around with his brother “Schooner” and he accidentally shot him in the toe, her said I got a good whipping from that incident.
The family moved to Toledo, he said they were so poor, that when another house on the street had cheaper rent, they moved there, he said they lived in 3 different houses on the same street.  It wasn’t unusual to wake up and see some of my Uncles living with us.
He said when the Crash hit, my Dad’s income was reduced by 75%, when he came home his wife complained and he said if I didn’t take it there was a line of men behind that would have.
Then later the family moved to Columbus, where he went to Grandview HS.  He played basketball and had a paper route.
He told me a story about how he pitched on the mound at Clipper Stadium (old Stadium off Mound St)
It was Schooners team and the opposing team was waiting on the pitcher who was going to be late, in order to start the game on time, Schooner suggested his kid brother pitch in his place until he showed up, after some discussion, it was agreed, Dad said he pitched the full first inning of that game until the pitched finally showed up.

My moms’ friend Ester Melfi, told my mom, “I know someone that is tall, good-looking, and he lives in Grandview, he would be perfect for you”.  The rest they say is history.
He went into the war in early 1945, due to a French class he needed to make-up.  He said “The French class gave me another semester, if it wasn’t for that I would have been in the Battle of the Bulge, so that saved me. “Then as the war in Europe was winding down, there was talk of going to Japan, but when they decided to drop the bombs, that saved what was projected to be 1 million soldier casualties. He said “Dropping the bombs saved me from going to Japan.”
When he returned home from the war he started working at Clark’s, he just did one thing “Welder” for over 30 years.
1060 Pauline
One day at the dinner table, he said the boss told him he had a special request for a job on a copper vault, this was rare, but he was the go-to person for a special request.  This request was for a celebrity that just passed away – big name – so they wanted to be sure the job was done right. celebrity’s name was Bing Crosby – so now every time I hear Bing sing “White Christmas” I think of my Dad and that copper vault.
My Dad called me Beets, here is how I got the nickname.
One summer day, as we were sitting down for dinner, I was having a bad day, I was bruised and beaten up by some neighborhood bullies, we lost a baseball game and my team I followed the Reds were on a losing streak.  So, the conversation went something like this:
Dad: How did you face get bruised and your arm scratched?
Rob: I was in a fight and got beat today.
Dad:  Did you win your game today?
Rob: No, we got beat
Dad: Did the Reds win last night?
Rob:  No, they got beat
I was getting agitated, and when dinner was put on the plate, I said not peas again, I hate peas.
Without hesitation my Mom got up and spooned out of the heated pan and plopped down an unknown vegetable on my plate.  In those days, you didn’t have to eat everything but the rule was you had to taste everything.
Rob:  What is this?
Mom: Never mind, just eat it
Dad was watching out of the corner of his eye for my reaction, then 
Rob: After tasting it- Oh yuck- I hate this stuff, I’ll eat the peas.  Then I looked at the can in the trash, it was Beets.  
Dad: Beets (he could help but laugh at the whole t

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To the family of Robert James "Sam"Allen. It is with much sadness that I learned of his passing only moments ago. Please know I grieve with you during the passing of your wonderful Dad. Mr. Allen was an amazing man who loved his family tremendously. To his wife;Jeanne, I cannot begin to understand how you must be feeling during this time you and Dad Allen, as I called him had a wonderful marriage throughout the years and raised 4 beautiful, intelligent and talented children: Judy, Robbie, Jim and Susan. I am proud to know the entire Allen Family and I think of each of you as my family too. I love you all and miss you very much. To my special friend Judy; my heart is broken for what you must be feeling during this time. I know how much your Dad meant to everyone in your family. The Allen's are a close knit family who love each other very much. Please remember all the great times you had with "Sam". He was simply a  "remarkable man" who love you all so much. 
Please know I am praying for each of you during this sad time.

Love You All,
Minda McCoy
Columbus, Ohio

We grieve with you at this time.  Your father was a great old-fashioned family man & he will be sorely missed by all, including the Hartung family.

Jeanine, Rob, Jim & Susan our love & deepest sympathies are with you. I, now, know why Judy can’t keep a plant alive & is only allowed to paint a closet....that was the man’s job!

It was not so long ago that your dad & husband was flown to Washington D.C. as a veteran to participate in honoring our troops next to the President, was it? What an honor!

The best way to keep his legacy alive is to hold onto those good memories & good times.

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Robert James "Sam" Allen

25 noviembre, 1926 – 3 junio, 2020

Schoedinger Midtown

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