This one really hits home for me. Our backyards butted up to each other separated by a flimsy fence and a gate with no latch. His yard was the whiffle ball field and a home run was over the hedge and we traded baseball cards on his porch. I'd seen him one time since his family moved to PA. Some of my college buddies and I were on a road trip to Oneonta where he was going to school and needed a place to crash after hitting what I believe were most of the 52 bars in town. We met Tom at our last stop and he let us stay in his room in what was once a TB ward. Good guy from a good family. My condolences to the family. May my childhood friend from Beechwood Ct. rest in peace. If anyone has contact information please send it to me.
Thomas J. Frye (1973)
This one really hits home for me. Our backyards butted up to each other separated by a flimsy fence and a gate with no latch. His yard was the whiffle ball field and a home run was over the hedge and we traded baseball cards on his porch. I'd seen him one time since his family moved to PA. Some of my college buddies and I were on a road trip to Oneonta where he was going to school and needed a place to crash after hitting what I believe were most of the 52 bars in town. We met Tom at our last stop and he let us stay in his room in what was once a TB ward. Good guy from a good family. My condolences to the family. May my childhood friend from Beechwood Ct. rest in peace. If anyone has contact information please send it to me.