I once drug a hog out of a swamp for Tom many many years ago when I ran into him by accident deep in the woods. He gave me a wool hunting shirt for helping him out. He would not take "no thanks, not necessary" for an answer. That night around the fire was my first taste of tang with whiskey. Great memories. Tom will be missed.
Not to be too repetitive, but does anyone know if family or a friend is continuing with his bow and archery business? He made some nice bows!