As my dad mentioned, Tom and I go back to the early days, when we both hit the open mike at No Exit. Though our pathes crossed too infrequently, I've always held him in my heart. Always will. I woke up at 3:37 am last night, flooded with memories of Tom,and wacky stuff he said and did. We swapped alot of songs, and could catch up with each other pretty quick. Most of the things I remembered made me smile, or laugh right out loud. As we're all in tears, with our hearts broken in tiny pieces, we're all gonna think of Tom at some point, and he'll crack us up. And that's how he'd like it, huh? Thinking about him today, and all his fabulous songs, I wanted to sing one for him. It turned out to be The Lovesick Blues, 'cause he surely did have a georgous yodel. kathy kallick aka redshirt