We remember Tom! I remember him as he rode a big, new tractor that his dad had just bought. The spinach gang was on one side of the road, and Tommy (as we called him) was smiling happily across the road while he was riding the new big tractor on the Norman Ridge potato farm. He enjoyed being a part of his dad’s work, and knowing that he had been allowed to ride the new equipment. Floyd and I remember his laughs and his joy in telling stories about his Dad while he and Barbara reminisced about some of the trips, the special occasions, the weddings, the birthdays and all the other family gatherings. We would sit in the kitchen and enjoy the company, as well as the stories that had been a part of a long and happy life. Tom was pleased to talk about all his family, even when he was ill. We and many others in the community will miss Tommy.