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Sweet Tom. I have no words. We never met. I was to meet you this next weekend. But through the emails we exchanged over the past year, about the ups and downs of your treatment, about your readings of Buddhism that brought you peace, I have met you. I told you in my last email that I wanted to meet you and hold your hand, talk to you, make you smile like you did in your emails...consider it done. With your spirit. You are a good man, Tom and you will never be gone from my memories. Hugs and kisses to your family and wife. May they rejoice in your kind ways and remember the happy times they shared with you. RIP.
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