Thomas James Russ

One of the saddest truths in life is that we only have one father we can really call 'dad''. Uncle Tom was a kind and generous man with an easy laugh. I remember spending summer nights in your basement when there was a tornado warning, and the Winnebago, Laddie, toast in the oven, and of course, the always cold beer keg on tap! Debra Lane, wasn't it? Tom, you left the world a better place than when you entered it, and the legacy of your children and grandchildren are a living testament to your love as a father. Sweet heavenly travels Uncle Tom.