There's no doubt that Tom lived a very interesting life, and I've so often been told that someone should write his story. I'm going to try here, by breaking it down into short stories, beginning with the most recent, this past weekend, when Shelley, Peter and I traveled to Michigan to honor him as he wished. PS - Now that I'm catching on to blogging, I see there is no way to reverse the order of posts, so that trip to Michigan story is the last one, not the first (just fyi)