I’m gonna miss my buddy Tom Cox who passed away Dec 31. I didn’t know Tom very well at Baylor. He was in psychology and journalism. I was in English and drama. I knew him, of course. Everybody knew Tom, that little guy from Arkansas who had a mischievous look and always appeared to be cooking up some kind of big deal.
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