I’m going to bring this up again. When I was a youth, a child still… I was told about a “Sam” who was going to work on my ideas for Hollywood.
Then I was taken to how many “Sam’s” before I was ten years old? I had asked if I could meet him. I actually wanted to work with him because I thought I was told he was just a little older than me. I was taken to places in San Diego and Los Angeles. Adults somewhat talked with me and then I also got beat up badly. I am not certain who’s homes I had visited. I met a variety of Sam’s… at least two were teenagers. One seemed to know who I was and wanted to protect me and “not be gay”… another had no idea who I was or why I was visiting.
I even met a Sam who is/was important to people as far north as Santa Barbara.
I know there are Sam’s I’ve come across who are important people or were. I was not allowed to get to know them. Not even spend a whole hour chatting. Possibly not even 10min out of our lives.
So I never knew with certainty which “Sam” was “my Sam” because I appear to have been taken to many over time and NONE are “mine”.
Now that I think of it… I was even taken to some FEMALES named, “Sam” or “Samantha” also. I doubt we exchanged more than a few words at most.