Thomas Wiley

Time is such a funny thing. It seems like just yesterday that Tom and I were laughing at each other's stories and bizarre bits of humor and, yet, it seems like forever since I have had the joy of his company. It was an unique friendship with the most unique person I have ever known. I miss you, dear friend.

Well, heaven's had a year to adjust to Tom's presence. And, I'm sure they've enjoyed every moment of it. They're watching him create a piece of art, listening to him tell one of his unique stories, singing along to his harmonica playing, helping him create a heavenly garden, or just sharing quietly in the sheer delight of his company. Good for heaven. A loss for us.

worked with Tom's Father at AB&T
my thoughts are with the family

Very good friend of my late husband, Dave Cantler. They both grew up in Eastport and had been friends since their childhood.

May the God of all comfort sustain your family during the days ahead Psalms 119:76

Tom was everything he was described as being in his obituary.We were friends for fifty-one years, friends from the moment we met. One day we will meet again. The question until then is this: how will heaven deal with Tom and his rakish personality?

It was neat growing up with a big brother more than 10 years older then myself. One of my funniest memories - Tom and our 2nd cousin Bob Ogle were watching Bill and I. They had taught us an off color song, and thy departed after Mom got home. Bill and I of course had to sing the song to our Mother, not knowing the true meaning. Needless to say Bill and I ended up in trouble, but not Tom!

Your humor will be missed Hoss, but not forgotten.

Billy, Mike and Lynn, I am so sorry for your brother's passing. I don't think I ever was fortunate enough to meet him, but Van Buren Street lore always had him as the most creative kid of the neighborhood. Hugs, Mark Hopkins