When Sammye Jo SMOOT was born on March 13, 1946, her father, Joe, was 29, and her mother, Kathryn, was 27. She married William Chester "Bill" ENG on October 15, 1983, in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Sammye was preceded in death by her parents, her sister Susan and her husband, and by brother in-law James Ogg.
Sammye in her own words (Feb 26, 2006):
In keeping with providing further information about the McArron Clan, I submit this about myself. I am Sammye Jo Smoot Eng, 3rd daughter of 4 of Joe Ashley Smoot and Kathryn Mae McArron Smoot. I was born in Tulsa, OK, where I still live. I am married to Bill Eng, formerly of Brooklyn, NY. I am retired from American Airlines, he is employed by The Nordam Group, a company which repairs aircraft, both commercial and military. He is an Aeronautical Engineer.
We have no children other than these dogs, gifts from my nephew. We are currently involved with beginning Agility Training for the boys, in our backyard. They are quick to learn and love to get the attention and praise.
I do some volunteer work...I am a CASA which is a court-appointed special advocate for children in the court system, and I teach literacy to adults.
Bill & I are both avid readers, politically outspoken, and enjoy music of most types. I confess we have nearly run out of space to store the books and CDs. We travel occasionally to visit my sisters who live in Scottsdale and Edina, MN., and Bill's siblings who still live in NY, and a niece in Austin, and a nephew in CO. This spring we plan a trip to Seattle to join the celebration of a cousin who will be completing her education to become a physician.
We enjoy entertaining friends with meals from our kitchen, too. Both of us peruse ebay regularly and love receiving the goods we've won. I've been able to restock my supply of leather hides, which are one of my hobbies. I paint, do leather work, make jewelry, make small pieces of furniture, sew, knit, etc. The usual pastimes of the retired person. That's it for now. Ciao!
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Shared memories from Sammye's sister Ashley:
Sammye and I were a year apart in age and shared a room up until leaving for college. For much of that time, we lived in our own bubble. Fortunately, we tended to get along really well with a few exceptions throughout life, all settled without bloodshed. We were referred to as "the kids" even though Mom had all 4 of us in 4 and a half years.
We pretty much hung out together all the time while growing up, spending our days in the usual way of playing with neighborhood pals doing all of the typical things kids do for fun, biking, swimming, reading comics, skating, and just hanging out. Although we had our cherished collie Lady, Sammye and I tried to adopt every stray that came around even though we were never allowed to keep them.
We had a favorite aunt and uncle with four boys who ran a cattle ranch in Kansas. Our whole family went there as often as possible and it was our paradise. Our "cowboy cousins" treated us like princesses and did all the work so we could spend every second riding "our" horses. It was always just the 2 of us together on horses all day long on a huge cattle ranch with no adult supervision. There was not ever one second of boredom at the ranch and we were as horse crazy as two kids could be. Even when we were back in Tulsa, everything became our stand-in horse including bikes and even mailboxes.
Our adored aunt and uncle at the ranch died in a car wreck when I was 11 and it devastated our whole family along with theirs. One of the older boys lived with us for a while in Tulsa while the others went on to military and finishing their schooling in Kansas. Besides the trauma of the loss of our aunt and uncle, we were heartsick about no longer having our haven of horses.
Sammye and I decided secretly to save our lunch money and allowance until we had enough to try to sway our parents to get us a horse. We saved for a vear. My parents were really wonderful about it and decided to help us buy our own horse. We boarded Beau on a beautiful farm near Southern Hills. Only girls were boarding horses there and they were all about our age of Jr High. There was a ring with jumps and barrels and a pond on this giant farm with acres of riding space. Again, no adult supervision the whole time. Dad would drop us off on his way to the hospital and we would spend the day with Beau practicing all the tricks we saw on our Saturday morning cowboy shows. I have no recollection of any discord whatsoever during those years sharing Beau. Just like the ranch.
As we got older, we each had our own circle of friends and our own activities. She was great about taking my friends and me out before we had our licenses. We went to different colleges and moved to different parts of the country. We saw each other in summers and vacations back home in Tulsa, still sharing a room. Once she picked me up at OSU and took me to her cute house at Phillips.
She would visit us often through the years in Arizona and joined in our last family reunion ther Anyone who knew Sammye, knew she was an animal lover. She helped with feral kittens in the neighborhood by working with Sarah to get as many neutered as possible and financially supported animal rescue groups. She had a lifetime filled with dogs and cats as pets.
Sammye was an interesting mix of wild and fiery and fun as well as being one of the most stubborn people I ever knew. Her laugh was contagious. Even during our chats when she was bedridden we shared a lot of laughs.
She was also a woman of many talents. Her water color work is colorful and calming. She did years of leather working and knitting and gifting it all to people in her life. She even built and upholstered her own ottoman for her living room.
Whatever she had she was always eager to share with others and gave gifts of her cooking and gardening and artistic talents freely.
Wherever we would dine with her in Tulsa, often the owners would treat them as honored guests or as family.
Getting used to a life without Sammye in it is something I cannot imagine.
~ by Ashley Smoot Sherinian (sister)
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see also: https://www.facebook.com/sammye.eng
Sammye in her own words (Feb 26, 2006):
In keeping with providing further information about the McArron Clan, I submit this about myself. I am Sammye Jo Smoot Eng, 3rd daughter of 4 of Joe Ashley Smoot and Kathryn Mae McArron Smoot. I was born in Tulsa, OK, where I still live. I am married to Bill Eng, formerly of Brooklyn, NY. I am retired from American Airlines, he is employed by The Nordam Group, a company which repairs aircraft, both commercial and military. He is an Aeronautical Engineer.
We have no children other than these dogs, gifts from my nephew. We are currently involved with beginning Agility Training for the boys, in our backyard. They are quick to learn and love to get the attention and praise.
I do some volunteer work...I am a CASA which is a court-appointed special advocate for children in the court system, and I teach literacy to adults.
Bill & I are both avid readers, politically outspoken, and enjoy music of most types. I confess we have nearly run out of space to store the books and CDs. We travel occasionally to visit my sisters who live in Scottsdale and Edina, MN., and Bill's siblings who still live in NY, and a niece in Austin, and a nephew in CO. This spring we plan a trip to Seattle to join the celebration of a cousin who will be completing her education to become a physician.
We enjoy entertaining friends with meals from our kitchen, too. Both of us peruse ebay regularly and love receiving the goods we've won. I've been able to restock my supply of leather hides, which are one of my hobbies. I paint, do leather work, make jewelry, make small pieces of furniture, sew, knit, etc. The usual pastimes of the retired person. That's it for now. Ciao!
________________________
Shared memories from Sammye's sister Ashley:
Sammye and I were a year apart in age and shared a room up until leaving for college. For much of that time, we lived in our own bubble. Fortunately, we tended to get along really well with a few exceptions throughout life, all settled without bloodshed. We were referred to as "the kids" even though Mom had all 4 of us in 4 and a half years.
We pretty much hung out together all the time while growing up, spending our days in the usual way of playing with neighborhood pals doing all of the typical things kids do for fun, biking, swimming, reading comics, skating, and just hanging out. Although we had our cherished collie Lady, Sammye and I tried to adopt every stray that came around even though we were never allowed to keep them.
We had a favorite aunt and uncle with four boys who ran a cattle ranch in Kansas. Our whole family went there as often as possible and it was our paradise. Our "cowboy cousins" treated us like princesses and did all the work so we could spend every second riding "our" horses. It was always just the 2 of us together on horses all day long on a huge cattle ranch with no adult supervision. There was not ever one second of boredom at the ranch and we were as horse crazy as two kids could be. Even when we were back in Tulsa, everything became our stand-in horse including bikes and even mailboxes.
Our adored aunt and uncle at the ranch died in a car wreck when I was 11 and it devastated our whole family along with theirs. One of the older boys lived with us for a while in Tulsa while the others went on to military and finishing their schooling in Kansas. Besides the trauma of the loss of our aunt and uncle, we were heartsick about no longer having our haven of horses.
Sammye and I decided secretly to save our lunch money and allowance until we had enough to try to sway our parents to get us a horse. We saved for a vear. My parents were really wonderful about it and decided to help us buy our own horse. We boarded Beau on a beautiful farm near Southern Hills. Only girls were boarding horses there and they were all about our age of Jr High. There was a ring with jumps and barrels and a pond on this giant farm with acres of riding space. Again, no adult supervision the whole time. Dad would drop us off on his way to the hospital and we would spend the day with Beau practicing all the tricks we saw on our Saturday morning cowboy shows. I have no recollection of any discord whatsoever during those years sharing Beau. Just like the ranch.
As we got older, we each had our own circle of friends and our own activities. She was great about taking my friends and me out before we had our licenses. We went to different colleges and moved to different parts of the country. We saw each other in summers and vacations back home in Tulsa, still sharing a room. Once she picked me up at OSU and took me to her cute house at Phillips.
She would visit us often through the years in Arizona and joined in our last family reunion ther Anyone who knew Sammye, knew she was an animal lover. She helped with feral kittens in the neighborhood by working with Sarah to get as many neutered as possible and financially supported animal rescue groups. She had a lifetime filled with dogs and cats as pets.
Sammye was an interesting mix of wild and fiery and fun as well as being one of the most stubborn people I ever knew. Her laugh was contagious. Even during our chats when she was bedridden we shared a lot of laughs.
She was also a woman of many talents. Her water color work is colorful and calming. She did years of leather working and knitting and gifting it all to people in her life. She even built and upholstered her own ottoman for her living room.
Whatever she had she was always eager to share with others and gave gifts of her cooking and gardening and artistic talents freely.
Wherever we would dine with her in Tulsa, often the owners would treat them as honored guests or as family.
Getting used to a life without Sammye in it is something I cannot imagine.
~ by Ashley Smoot Sherinian (sister)
______________________________________________
see also: https://www.facebook.com/sammye.eng
When Sammye Jo SMOOT was born on March 13, 1946, her father, Joe, was 29, and her mother, Kathryn, was 27. She married William Chester "Bill" ENG on October 15, 1983, in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Sammye was preceded in death by her parents, her sister Susan and her husband, and by brother in-law James Ogg.
Sammye in her own words (Feb 26, 2006):
In keeping with providing further information about the McArron Clan, I submit this about myself. I am Sammye Jo Smoot Eng, 3rd daughter of 4 of Joe Ashley Smoot and Kathryn Mae McArron Smoot. I was born in Tulsa, OK, where I still live. I am married to Bill Eng, formerly of Brooklyn, NY. I am retired from American Airlines, he is employed by The Nordam Group, a company which repairs aircraft, both commercial and military. He is an Aeronautical Engineer.
We have no children other than these dogs, gifts from my nephew. We are currently involved with beginning Agility Training for the boys, in our backyard. They are quick to learn and love to get the attention and praise.
I do some volunteer work...I am a CASA which is a court-appointed special advocate for children in the court system, and I teach literacy to adults.
Bill & I are both avid readers, politically outspoken, and enjoy music of most types. I confess we have nearly run out of space to store the books and CDs. We travel occasionally to visit my sisters who live in Scottsdale and Edina, MN., and Bill's siblings who still live in NY, and a niece in Austin, and a nephew in CO. This spring we plan a trip to Seattle to join the celebration of a cousin who will be completing her education to become a physician.
We enjoy entertaining friends with meals from our kitchen, too. Both of us peruse ebay regularly and love receiving the goods we've won. I've been able to restock my supply of leather hides, which are one of my hobbies. I paint, do leather work, make jewelry, make small pieces of furniture, sew, knit, etc. The usual pastimes of the retired person. That's it for now. Ciao!
________________________
Shared memories from Sammye's sister Ashley:
Sammye and I were a year apart in age and shared a room up until leaving for college. For much of that time, we lived in our own bubble. Fortunately, we tended to get along really well with a few exceptions throughout life, all settled without bloodshed. We were referred to as "the kids" even though Mom had all 4 of us in 4 and a half years.
We pretty much hung out together all the time while growing up, spending our days in the usual way of playing with neighborhood pals doing all of the typical things kids do for fun, biking, swimming, reading comics, skating, and just hanging out. Although we had our cherished collie Lady, Sammye and I tried to adopt every stray that came around even though we were never allowed to keep them.
We had a favorite aunt and uncle with four boys who ran a cattle ranch in Kansas. Our whole family went there as often as possible and it was our paradise. Our "cowboy cousins" treated us like princesses and did all the work so we could spend every second riding "our" horses. It was always just the 2 of us together on horses all day long on a huge cattle ranch with no adult supervision. There was not ever one second of boredom at the ranch and we were as horse crazy as two kids could be. Even when we were back in Tulsa, everything became our stand-in horse including bikes and even mailboxes.
Our adored aunt and uncle at the ranch died in a car wreck when I was 11 and it devastated our whole family along with theirs. One of the older boys lived with us for a while in Tulsa while the others went on to military and finishing their schooling in Kansas. Besides the trauma of the loss of our aunt and uncle, we were heartsick about no longer having our haven of horses.
Sammye and I decided secretly to save our lunch money and allowance until we had enough to try to sway our parents to get us a horse. We saved for a vear. My parents were really wonderful about it and decided to help us buy our own horse. We boarded Beau on a beautiful farm near Southern Hills. Only girls were boarding horses there and they were all about our age of Jr High. There was a ring with jumps and barrels and a pond on this giant farm with acres of riding space. Again, no adult supervision the whole time. Dad would drop us off on his way to the hospital and we would spend the day with Beau practicing all the tricks we saw on our Saturday morning cowboy shows. I have no recollection of any discord whatsoever during those years sharing Beau. Just like the ranch.
As we got older, we each had our own circle of friends and our own activities. She was great about taking my friends and me out before we had our licenses. We went to different colleges and moved to different parts of the country. We saw each other in summers and vacations back home in Tulsa, still sharing a room. Once she picked me up at OSU and took me to her cute house at Phillips.
She would visit us often through the years in Arizona and joined in our last family reunion ther Anyone who knew Sammye, knew she was an animal lover. She helped with feral kittens in the neighborhood by working with Sarah to get as many neutered as possible and financially supported animal rescue groups. She had a lifetime filled with dogs and cats as pets.
Sammye was an interesting mix of wild and fiery and fun as well as being one of the most stubborn people I ever knew. Her laugh was contagious. Even during our chats when she was bedridden we shared a lot of laughs.
She was also a woman of many talents. Her water color work is colorful and calming. She did years of leather working and knitting and gifting it all to people in her life. She even built and upholstered her own ottoman for her living room.
Whatever she had she was always eager to share with others and gave gifts of her cooking and gardening and artistic talents freely.
Wherever we would dine with her in Tulsa, often the owners would treat them as honored guests or as family.
Getting used to a life without Sammye in it is something I cannot imagine.
~ by Ashley Smoot Sherinian (sister)
______________________________________________
see also: https://www.facebook.com/sammye.eng
Sammye in her own words (Feb 26, 2006):
In keeping with providing further information about the McArron Clan, I submit this about myself. I am Sammye Jo Smoot Eng, 3rd daughter of 4 of Joe Ashley Smoot and Kathryn Mae McArron Smoot. I was born in Tulsa, OK, where I still live. I am married to Bill Eng, formerly of Brooklyn, NY. I am retired from American Airlines, he is employed by The Nordam Group, a company which repairs aircraft, both commercial and military. He is an Aeronautical Engineer.
We have no children other than these dogs, gifts from my nephew. We are currently involved with beginning Agility Training for the boys, in our backyard. They are quick to learn and love to get the attention and praise.
I do some volunteer work...I am a CASA which is a court-appointed special advocate for children in the court system, and I teach literacy to adults.
Bill & I are both avid readers, politically outspoken, and enjoy music of most types. I confess we have nearly run out of space to store the books and CDs. We travel occasionally to visit my sisters who live in Scottsdale and Edina, MN., and Bill's siblings who still live in NY, and a niece in Austin, and a nephew in CO. This spring we plan a trip to Seattle to join the celebration of a cousin who will be completing her education to become a physician.
We enjoy entertaining friends with meals from our kitchen, too. Both of us peruse ebay regularly and love receiving the goods we've won. I've been able to restock my supply of leather hides, which are one of my hobbies. I paint, do leather work, make jewelry, make small pieces of furniture, sew, knit, etc. The usual pastimes of the retired person. That's it for now. Ciao!
________________________
Shared memories from Sammye's sister Ashley:
Sammye and I were a year apart in age and shared a room up until leaving for college. For much of that time, we lived in our own bubble. Fortunately, we tended to get along really well with a few exceptions throughout life, all settled without bloodshed. We were referred to as "the kids" even though Mom had all 4 of us in 4 and a half years.
We pretty much hung out together all the time while growing up, spending our days in the usual way of playing with neighborhood pals doing all of the typical things kids do for fun, biking, swimming, reading comics, skating, and just hanging out. Although we had our cherished collie Lady, Sammye and I tried to adopt every stray that came around even though we were never allowed to keep them.
We had a favorite aunt and uncle with four boys who ran a cattle ranch in Kansas. Our whole family went there as often as possible and it was our paradise. Our "cowboy cousins" treated us like princesses and did all the work so we could spend every second riding "our" horses. It was always just the 2 of us together on horses all day long on a huge cattle ranch with no adult supervision. There was not ever one second of boredom at the ranch and we were as horse crazy as two kids could be. Even when we were back in Tulsa, everything became our stand-in horse including bikes and even mailboxes.
Our adored aunt and uncle at the ranch died in a car wreck when I was 11 and it devastated our whole family along with theirs. One of the older boys lived with us for a while in Tulsa while the others went on to military and finishing their schooling in Kansas. Besides the trauma of the loss of our aunt and uncle, we were heartsick about no longer having our haven of horses.
Sammye and I decided secretly to save our lunch money and allowance until we had enough to try to sway our parents to get us a horse. We saved for a vear. My parents were really wonderful about it and decided to help us buy our own horse. We boarded Beau on a beautiful farm near Southern Hills. Only girls were boarding horses there and they were all about our age of Jr High. There was a ring with jumps and barrels and a pond on this giant farm with acres of riding space. Again, no adult supervision the whole time. Dad would drop us off on his way to the hospital and we would spend the day with Beau practicing all the tricks we saw on our Saturday morning cowboy shows. I have no recollection of any discord whatsoever during those years sharing Beau. Just like the ranch.
As we got older, we each had our own circle of friends and our own activities. She was great about taking my friends and me out before we had our licenses. We went to different colleges and moved to different parts of the country. We saw each other in summers and vacations back home in Tulsa, still sharing a room. Once she picked me up at OSU and took me to her cute house at Phillips.
She would visit us often through the years in Arizona and joined in our last family reunion ther Anyone who knew Sammye, knew she was an animal lover. She helped with feral kittens in the neighborhood by working with Sarah to get as many neutered as possible and financially supported animal rescue groups. She had a lifetime filled with dogs and cats as pets.
Sammye was an interesting mix of wild and fiery and fun as well as being one of the most stubborn people I ever knew. Her laugh was contagious. Even during our chats when she was bedridden we shared a lot of laughs.
She was also a woman of many talents. Her water color work is colorful and calming. She did years of leather working and knitting and gifting it all to people in her life. She even built and upholstered her own ottoman for her living room.
Whatever she had she was always eager to share with others and gave gifts of her cooking and gardening and artistic talents freely.
Wherever we would dine with her in Tulsa, often the owners would treat them as honored guests or as family.
Getting used to a life without Sammye in it is something I cannot imagine.
~ by Ashley Smoot Sherinian (sister)
______________________________________________
see also: https://www.facebook.com/sammye.eng
Gravesite Details
Sammye's wishes were to have ashes scattered at a Mustang Rescue group in Montana. This will occur at a later date.
