Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Extending deepest sympathies to Jeanne, and Tom's family and to his close friends.
My bond with Tom is as his high school classmate, and especially the 1971 poetry book we published as kids back then: "Roaring Deep Within." He was a wise
and thoughtful fellow already then- as in this part of my favorite poem of his from that book- entitled Morning Flowers- about his grandmother's roses:
Life at times can be as beautiful as the roses with their dew pearls.And sometimes, without being noticeable, friendships can wither and die just as roses without proper care. And just maybe, if all the people of the world would try to be better "gardners", the roses of friendship would bloom again now, and forever.
May we all strive every day now and forever, to be better gardners, in honor and memory of Tom.
