This is a tribute to a wonderful guy, a friend of Craig's and mine who he met in high school. He died last night after a tough battle with leukemia. I hope you're in a better place, Tom...we'll all miss you.
(I used a reference picture for this. It's my favorite picture of him and the girls because of the face she's making - so cute!)
HABITAT: Often at work, but happiest anywhere his kids are
IDENTIFIERS: Mischievous smile, spectacular patience
DESCRIPTION: A hard worker who loved his two girls more than anything in the world, he always found a reason to smile, even when those reasons were few and far between. When we worked together, he was the one still trying to do the job even when Craig and I were arguing over something stupid and not getting anything done. He liked to play pool - and was good at it - and would always order a “mixed anything” from the bar when we went to the pool hall.
When he was planning to get a new car, I think he was more excited about the idea of letting us drill holes in it to install antennas than actually driving the car. I could never remember his radio call sign because I never needed it; he had one of the most distinctive voices I’ve ever heard, although I couldn’t begin to describe it.
I’ve never known anyone trusting, or perhaps insane, enough to trust any bartender with an order of “mixed anything,” but that’s exactly what a bunch of us are going to do in his honor: go to the taproom, play pool, and drink whatever mystery they’ll pour in our glasses. The surprise is the best part.