Samuel Clayman was my Grandfather. He died at the age of 82, at Edgewater Hospital in Chicago, Illinois. He died of Congestive Heart Failure, and suffered from Arteriosclerotic Heart Disease for years. He was the son of Anna (Golbus) Clayman and Isaac Clayman. He adopted my father as a baby out of a Jewish Orphanage in Indianapolis, Indiana. My father was Jack Howard Clayman, his original birth name was, Harrison Keith Baker. He was the only child Sam ever had. Him and my Grandma had a baby once together, but it died as a baby and neither had anymore children. I believe it was a girl. Him and my Grandma lived in Detroit at the time, both were Jewish. When my dad was a toddler, they moved back to Chicago, where my dad was raised. Most my Grandmothers family lived in Chicago, a huge Jewish family. They didn't raise him as Jewish, they allowed him to choose his own religeon as long as he went to Church. He chose Christian Science, but converted to Baptist as an adult. Sam was a strict disciplinarian with a temper, and a perfectionist. Him and his wife, Minnie (Davis) Clayman, owned and operated a small grocery store in Chicago. They invested alot of their money in stocks and bonds, as was common in those days. He came from humble roots and my grandma came from a large, poor Jewish family, her parents immigrated here from the middle east. Both of them excelled at Business, saving, and investing, and ended up well off. He also worked as an Export Shipper for an Auto Supply Company. When my dad was 8, they divorced... and though they both lived in Chicago, they rarely seen each other or mentioned each other again. Both remarried. My grandma married the Breadman that use to deliver to their store and were happily married for years, until his death in 1963. George Eales, died of prostate cancer. Her name had become Minnie Eales. Sam married Annette, very little is known about her. They were very private. A petite woman, very nice. Not real talkative. Sam waited on her hand and foot, he wouldn't allow her to work. She never had her own kids. They lived in a small, but nice apartment, in a nice neighborhood. Though she could cook good, Sam insisted on doing most the cooking and washing dishes and chores. I seen my Grandma Minnie and George more than I got to see my Grandpa Sam and Annette. My dad was resentful over his childhood and their divorce. He was very protective of and alot closer to his adoptive mother Minnie, and bonded with his stepfather George, who was strict and firm, but good to him. He concidered his stepfather as his real father, who mostly raised him in his formative years. So there was always that strain between him and Grandpa Sam, but they made an effort. Sam was buried in a Herbrew Workers Cemetery in Forest Park, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago. His 2nd wife, Annette, joined him 6 years later, at the age of 85, she too died of congestive heart failure, at the Lake Shore Nursing Home in Chicago, Illinois.