Thomas Roy Langdon

My friend Tom was more than 30 years my senior, yet he somehow understood me in ways very few my own age ever have.

At Tom's house, the worries of our crazy lives took a back seat and I found real connection... the type we too often miss in today´s busy world.

In addition to all the comforts of home, I treasured our visits knowing Tom´s ever-sharp wit would greet me at his dining room table.

With Tom, it seemed like nothing was off-limits. We´d talk politics, religion... sometimes he´d even sprinkle in some local real estate expertise and go completely over my head... yet somehow keep me engaged and always leave me more educated or enlightened.

When I needed to vent or get some something off my chest, Tom was there. If I had some crazy idea, he would usually entertain it... for a while. In fairness, some of us got to repay that favor, too. :)

As we kept in touch over the years, his random emails were always thought provoking and frequently the highlight of my day.

Tom is already dearly missed. I wish his family and friends the best.