Many if us could tell a few Tom B. stories. Legend has it that Tom was quite a hare scrambles racer long before any of us met him. If you were to fall down in front of him, he didn't have much sympathy, he just use you for traction and moved on!!
On one occasion he stopped by my house to bring me something, likely bike parts. I wasn't home but one of my sons was. He told Tom that I wasn't home and his reply was " I don't give a shit!! I'm just dropping off this stuff." My son laughed until his sides hurt and still tells that little story.
He had a softer side sometimes, didn't want to show it too often. I think he grew to love this club and did many things for it. He was the raffle coordinator for 10 years, longer than any one I know of. He did it for the club and the members he enjoyed so much.
Rest In Peace old friend, we'll see ya down the road. TM
