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THOMAS FOWLER "TOM" CORDNER

Plymouth, Massachusetts

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CORDNER, Thomas Fowler "Tom" 68, of Plymouth, MA, passed away 1-23-16. He was born in Troy, NY, the son of Mary Elizabeth and Terence Cordner, Sr. Tom was a kind, genuine, honest, witty, intelligent man, whom some called an insurance encyclopedia. He was the husband to Lisel Garcia for 30 years...

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With beautiful Lisel.

On the Cape.

With Jeff, Allison and Granddaughter Sam.

With beautiful Lisel.

Not too many people leave a lasting imprint on my life. I think Tom was like that with many people, but I truly believe I've had a special connection with Tom over the years. I miss our many conversations we've had about family which meant more to Tom than anything. I think that may be why our connection was so strong as I share the same values and interests. Sports were also always a topic of conversation, and we both agree that football was our favorite. He liked to hear my hockey...

Uncle Tommy was a sweet guy. I remember his epic Donald Duck voice and him joshing Lisel (Oh Tommy! sounded like Ricky saying Oh Lucy! to me, cracked me up). He also visited me, my sister and his brother when my mother was dying in hospice. That was a stand-up thing to do (and Lisel, too, who also came). So sorry for your loss, Lisel, Mary Kate and John.

Uncle Tommy was a truly sweet guy, understood the need for jokes/entertainment in a large group of nieces and nephews on the Cape (Donald Duck voice was epic) and joshing Lisel for group giggles (Oh Tommy!--I remember she sounded like Ricky saying "Oh Lucy!" and it cracked me up). He also visited me, my sister and father at hospice while my mother was dying to comfort us. That meant a lot and in the end, said a lot about the man (and Lisel, who came too). My heart goes out to Lisel, Mary Kate...

Lisel, Mary Kate, John, Dad, Uncle Terry, Uncle John, and Uncle Robby... I'm so very sorry for your loss. He was so good with us cousins when we were little. Always willing to pull out the Donald Duck voice! My mom likes to tell the story of when he got me to stick my hands in the icing of my birthday cake when I was 1 or 2 and then clap my hands vigorously. Memories of wonderful summers on the Cape will always make me think of him. I'm going to miss him. He handled the last two years with...