by Susan Capuano
Upon arriving in Provincetown this spring, I found it strange to see his gallery space without its traditional OPEN sign and not see him. Easy to imagine, at first, that perhaps he was off traveling and would return any moment only sadly to learn of his death.
What to say under this circumstance?
By approaching folks who knew him well, it completed his portrait in my mind’s eye. He was a marvellous man. He was frank, honest and conversationally worldly in a Provincetown fashion.
He was a devoted partner. He was a father- like figure to a neighbor whose good fortune was to know Tom from his birth throughout his own 35 years. As he said this loss hit him so hard because Tom was always there for him to discuss how someone could choose to live life. Be it personal or business, he would talk about how to live to appreciate beauty and nature and how to serve as a model of someone living a positive and fruitful life. This individual is now a family man himself.
He told me just how much Tom truly loved Provincetown, how he revelled in the sense that Ptown welcomed all persons equally without prejudice, envy, hostility. He loved its freedom for one to express himself or herself honestly. Tom was happy to share his knowledge of art and his collections of silver jewelry, bakelite jewelry, period vases, tramp art and artifacts which he acquired over the years. He loved to paint daily, exhibit his paintings and create his beautiful flower garden to share with all who passed. He shared his knowledge and ideas of history, local and world events gladly. He was open to listen to all. He loved to swim daily in Provincetown’s bay much of the year and cook wonderful food. What a guy! He is missed. Enjoy his visual expressions of nature he dearly loved and cherished. Rest Easy, Tom.