He was a quiet, kind young man. I grew up with him and all his brothers and a sister. We played together many days in our neighborhood. His death was senseless and tragic. RIP Tommy.
Tommy was my best friend through high school. He and I and Tommy Pike were inseparable. You always found us together having fun or getting into some sort of trouble (mischief) . It was nothing for us to just up and take off to Daytona Beach in my '66 - GTO and then, call our parents while we were there to let them know where we were. Boy! It was a good thing we did it that way. When we got back home the punishment was not as severe because, they had time to cool off.
I think of all the fun times and fond memories I have of TM. One that stands out is we all decided to get baptized at College Park Baptist Church. If my memory serves me correctly it was at least 8 or 10 of our close group friends who lived around the neighborhood not far from the high school. I so often laugh when I think of the pastor that evening. He must have felt like John The Baptist. He probably couldn't believe that he was saving so many souls that night or maybe thinking how could there be so many lost souls in one close neighborhood. Just the same it was a moving experience and brought a lot of us even closer during our final years at College Park.
After graduation, I recall being drafted in the Army and Tommy didn't want to take a chance on that and enlisted into the Air Force. I saw Tommy for a brief time once I returned from Vietnam. He still had a year or so to go in the Air Force. I learned of his passing while living out of state several years later. It truly was heart breaking and a loss that will weigh heavy on my heart. I'm so blessed to have all the memories of our time together. The Morgan family was a very close and loving family. I spent a great deal of time at their home as they lived just a few houses down from me. I don't think Mrs Morgan ever got over the loss of Tommy. He was special as well as all her children were to her. He was and still is a special friend and person to me. He taught me what the meaning of a special good friend is... "PRICELESS"
I would like to leave you with the only poem I ever learned in school.
The Coin
Into my heart's treasury
I slipped a coin
That time cannot take
Nor a thief purloin, --
Oh better than the minting
Of a gold-crowned king
Is the safe-kept memory
Of a lovely thing.
Tommy, my dear friend, continue to rest peacefully.
Cheryl Nash (Turner) (1966)
He was a quiet, kind young man. I grew up with him and all his brothers and a sister. We played together many days in our neighborhood. His death was senseless and tragic. RIP Tommy.
Lee Sanders (1966)
Tommy was my best friend through high school. He and I and Tommy Pike were inseparable. You always found us together having fun or getting into some sort of trouble (mischief) . It was nothing for us to just up and take off to Daytona Beach in my '66 - GTO and then, call our parents while we were there to let them know where we were. Boy! It was a good thing we did it that way. When we got back home the punishment was not as severe because, they had time to cool off.
I think of all the fun times and fond memories I have of TM. One that stands out is we all decided to get baptized at College Park Baptist Church. If my memory serves me correctly it was at least 8 or 10 of our close group friends who lived around the neighborhood not far from the high school. I so often laugh when I think of the pastor that evening. He must have felt like John The Baptist. He probably couldn't believe that he was saving so many souls that night or maybe thinking how could there be so many lost souls in one close neighborhood. Just the same it was a moving experience and brought a lot of us even closer during our final years at College Park.
After graduation, I recall being drafted in the Army and Tommy didn't want to take a chance on that and enlisted into the Air Force. I saw Tommy for a brief time once I returned from Vietnam. He still had a year or so to go in the Air Force. I learned of his passing while living out of state several years later. It truly was heart breaking and a loss that will weigh heavy on my heart. I'm so blessed to have all the memories of our time together. The Morgan family was a very close and loving family. I spent a great deal of time at their home as they lived just a few houses down from me. I don't think Mrs Morgan ever got over the loss of Tommy. He was special as well as all her children were to her. He was and still is a special friend and person to me. He taught me what the meaning of a special good friend is... "PRICELESS"
I would like to leave you with the only poem I ever learned in school.
The Coin
Into my heart's treasury
I slipped a coin
That time cannot take
Nor a thief purloin, --
Oh better than the minting
Of a gold-crowned king
Is the safe-kept memory
Of a lovely thing.
Tommy, my dear friend, continue to rest peacefully.