Rev. Thomas H. Tobin

Tom and I were both part of the class entering the Society in August 1964 at Milford, Ohio. Tom was unfailingly kind, generous, and encouraging to me. His wry sense of humor—you usually knew it was coming when he got a certain twinkle in his eye—was a delight. I am especially grateful for the year (our fifth together) our rooms were directly across from one another. Many, many times I would knock on Tom’s door to run a question or idea by him. He would put his work down and patiently give me...

With only the fondest memories of my dear classmate,Tom Tobin. With him from Q north and south and Niles.
Visited him in the Jesuit seminary and admired their family like atmosphere. He was in good hands; he to usedhis huge intellect well in the area of sacred scripture ,also I loved his wry sense of humor. What a gentle “Reverend Father!

People at the Loyola Madonna della Strada chapel Sunday morning assembly would noticeably perk up when they saw Tom would be our celebrant. The homily would probe, inform, and affirm. Faith would meet understanding and both would be the better for it.
And he wouldn't share his notes, because at best they were scribbles.

I first met Tom at Niles seminary, the year before he left to join the SJ's. It wouldn't dawn on me until years later that he had politely introduced me, a...