BY: Phil Power
My old friend, Tom Baldini, used to talk about it, especially in recent years late in the evening when we both realized we were getting older. “I’d crawl across the township on my knees,” he’d say, “to die on my feet and not from a stroke.” We’d agree and have a snort (Tom called it “a toddy for the body”) before he’d drive back home to Marquette from my cabin in the woods.
So when I heard last week that Tom had died of a massive stroke, I couldn’t wash away the strange mixture of feelings: Tears of sadness and regret for a friend cut down at 74, still in his prime; gratitude to a God of grace for helping him to a good way out; admiration for a guy who became an icon for the entire Upper Peninsula in his own lifetime.
SOURCE: http://www.miningjournal.net/
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