ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created to celebrate the life & share memories of our loved one, Thomas Beatty Sr., 65 years old, born on May 2, 1954, and passed away on September 22, 2019. We will remember him forever for his compassionate soul, wisdom, & relentless dedication to creating better working conditions for all, & fighting for causes he held close.His legacy will live on through the countless lives he touched. What can I say Dad? I know I’m a better woman for having you as a father, You already know my brother is doing great. You would be so proud of your grandson, he’s growing bigger & stronger all the time. Till we meet again Dad, when I “Break on Through to the Other Side”. I still play the Doors when I’m missing you.
Posted by John Viverto on June 18, 2021
To Tom Beatty,
Thanks for the informal education you gave me over the years about unionism. I appreciate you and always will.
I know helping others in the workplace was what you always wanted to do from the South Buffalo Railroad workers to the Teamsters in LA, California. You made a difference.
Keep up the good work in heaven.

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Posted by John Viverto on June 18, 2021
To Tom Beatty,
Thanks for the informal education you gave me over the years about unionism. I appreciate you and always will.
I know helping others in the workplace was what you always wanted to do from the South Buffalo Railroad workers to the Teamsters in LA, California. You made a difference.
Keep up the good work in heaven.
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The (1965?) Baracuda!

Shared by John Viverto on June 18, 2021
Tom Beatty was married to my sister Madonna for a number of years during the 70’s and 80’s that produced two delightful children, Suzy and Tommy. So that made me his Brother-in-law. 

Before our Brother-in-law hood, Tom and me enjoyed our times hanging out in South Buffalo.

One humid summer night in 1974, I had a beer (or two) with Tom and he told me about a car he and his Brother Kurt were building: a Plymouth Baracuda!

After a time of listening to young 21-year-old Tommy being really excited and bragging about his Baracuda, we parted. He promised to give me a ride in the ‘cuda under the Skyway when it was finished.

The ride in the ‘cuda never happened but we joked about that car for years; that car was part of him.

45 years later, I know my sister still has parts to that car in her basement in West Seneca. I’ve seen ‘em.

Hey Tommy, I hope you are driving that Baracuda up there in heaven!