I met Tom about 2 ½ years ago, he was working on his dune buggy at my house. I noticed that he had ice packs around his back to help control the constant pain he was enduring. I found it remarkable that he would fight through that pain to work almost a full day on his projects. That was the beginning of a very rewarding relationship for me. Over the next two years I came to know Tom well. He was not about to give in to the many physical problems he had, he was a fighter, for life and living. He had a true “good heart” and we had many discussions about politics around the world, and the great disparity between the haves and the have nots. Tom had one of those rare qualities we find in some people, he was interested in everything around him, science, medicine, politics, literature,history, art, religion. He was one of the few people that I could have a discussion with on just about any subject.
We talked about our boyhoods, the things we did and enjoyed. He grew up in Wisconsin and he talked about his chemistry set and the explosives he made, skipping rocks over the water to see if he could reach a nearby island, he was good at baseball, and a good overall athlete. His accident while in the Navy eventually took away so much of his physical vitality. But Tom was not complainer, he carried on in life, and loved to undertake artistic projects, even though at times you could tell it was very difficult and tiring for him.
Tom left so quickly, there was no time to say goodbye or tell him how much I appreciated his friendship. It’s frankly hard to accept that he is not with us anymore. But it is comforting to know that he had close friends who remember him as fondly as I do.
So his memory will live on in us…good bye Tom from all of your friends!