Thomas Allen Roupe

Thomas was in my 6th grade class . I recall talking about Stanford football,and seeing him 6 yrs later at a game.introducing me to all his friends. Just a good guy! RIP

Remembering Thomas Allen Roupe I´ve been looking through old photos and remembering some really good times with Tom. Sunshine on the Farm. Lacrosse. Tossing the football around. Riding scooters through the pouring rain at night to Jack´s, laughing like it made perfect sense. The Cayman trip and all the craziness that came with it. Even dancing to Wham!, which still makes me smile. What I remember most is how naturally he drew people in. He was quick-witted, genuinely funny, and made everyone...

I met Tom in Las Vegas and I never go there since without thinking of him. The meals, the gambling, the laughter. Tom was a bright light anywhere, but Las Vegas shined brighter when he was there. He could solve any problem (sometimes with charm, sometimes with cash). He taught me how to buy one´s way to the front of any line. And I dressed so poorly, he bought me two sports jackets. He was Elvis to me, and going to Las Vegas will never be the same.