Sam P. Hooper, Jr. Ph.D.
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Sam P Hooper, Jr., Ph.D.
MINEOLA - Sam P. Hooper, Jr., Ph.D. lost his life to cancer on November 12, 2019. He was 71. He was born in Nacogdoches and raised throughout Texas, completing his B.A. at Austin College and his doctorate at Baylor University. A consummate clinical psychologist for over 40 years, Dr. Hooper worked first as a clinician, then as an educator. He taught in graduate medical education at Texas Tech, UT Southwestern, and Christus GSMC. A kind-hearted, generous and compassionate man of keen intellect and insight, he devoted his life to the relief of suffering. He loved cooking, was a voracious reader, and had a hilarious dry wit. He is preceded in death by George Jordan, Margaret Lee Chambers, Drs. Edward and Melinda Wortz and his father, Sam Sr. He is survived and beloved by his chosen family and family of friends: his wife of 25 years, Kathryn Wortz; his children Dr. Marissa, Matthew and Kristen Marchioni; his granddaughters Barbara and Maggie; dear friends Jennifer O'Neil, Dr. Emmanuel Elueze, Alice and David White, Dr. Ivan Pawlowicz, Tammy Mitchell, Justino Lopez, Dr. Loui Gatdula, Dr. Tiffany Egbe, Dr. James L. May and many other fine associates. He is also survived by his given family: Mary Beth Ferguson, Mary, Laura, Melissa, Rachel, Terry, S. Patrick, and Mark Hooper. A celebration of life service will take place near his home in Mineola after the Thanksgiving Holiday. His ashes will be interred at Byodo-In Temple, Kaneohe, Hawaii. In lieu of flowers, donations may be offered to the East Texas Food Bank. Good night, Sweet Prince. God's Peace be with you always. Namaste.

Published in Tyler Morning Telegraph from Nov. 24 to Dec. 24, 2019.
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November 24, 2019
Josh Leevey
November 24, 2019
We will miss Sam. What a wonderful friend he has been.
Alice White
November 24, 2019
I miss him dearly.
Matthew Marchioni
November 24, 2019
One of my visits to Texas came at a time when my stepfather was very ill. I spent a week at my parents' home helping to organize, clean, sort, and set up the house so that they would be comfortable. It was a difficult time emotionally, because we knew that he wouldn't be getting better.

The day before I was due to travel home, I went out for a run in the woods while everyone else was napping. I made my way down the path and settled into a comfortable rhythm. It was drizzly and grey, and it fit my mood.

I could hardly believe it when out of the woods emerged a stag. He stopped. I stopped. Both of us frozen at the sight of each other. After a minute of silent observation, the stag slowly backed off the path and beyond the tree line. He stood there, just beyond the trees and watched as I continued down the path.

It struck me immediately as I saw him. Sometimes people aren't there at the beginning of your life. Sometimes they won't be there at the end either. And still, coming across them is what makes the journey.

I imagine, my stepfather will be like that too. Continuing to watch from beyond the tree line as I continue along the path.
Marissa Marchioni
November 24, 2019
Love you, Sweetheart. ❤
Kathryn Wortz
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