Monday, December 17, 2018
I first met Tom and his wife Dot when I moved down here 25 years ago. He and others volunteered their time and memories of WWII in my class at
St. Raymond. Tom was always informative, polite, and a hit with the kids.
Tom belonged to that generation that refused to be called heroes, even though he truly was exactly that, a hero. But it went beyond that, Tom was simply one of the nicest people I ever met, and that can be said for his wife Dorothy also. They gave to the community in many ways, and never asked for anything in return for themselves, but only to make our town a little better place to live. I am sure that the Good Lord will take care of my friend, and we will meet again. I will miss my breakfasts with Tom and Joe Moke, just three old veterans trying to solve the world's problems, or just have some good pancakes at least. May God Bless Tom, Dorothy, and their family. He will be missed.
