The first time AJ and I met Tom was at Aeronaut 2000. AJ and I were walking around seeing what was going on. Out in the distance we could see a group of people gathered around some guy. As we walked towards the group the guy that was doing all of the talking kept getting bigger and bigger. As we approached the van a gust of wind blew one of the rockets down that had been leaning against the van. The guy simply kicked the rocket under the van! Now we had to see who this guy was! It was Tom Cloud! He was telling the group how he made his rockets. How he made the body tubes and the couplers, from scratch!

To demonstrate how strong his rockets were he had one of the guys jump up and down on them. Everyone there was totally amazed including AJ and I. That was the first time that AJ and I had met Tom. We had talked to Tom many of times in the chat room and on the phone. We learned many things from Tom.

The one thing that we learned about Tom from the very beginning was that he was always willing to help, whether it was answering our question or just lending us a hand. We only wish that we had known Tom longer then we did. 
We will miss the Big Ol Guy!

by Tony Alcocer

Tom was always fun and funny.  Each meeting he would bring some new find or invention.

Despite being on the "enemy" team, he jumped in and helped out with the N1 out at Lucerne when we needed him. 
We will all miss him. 

by John Coker

Tom Cloud as Bubba von Braun, Dec 2000

Tom Cloud was a big guy.  Tall, barrel chested, his scale hadn't seen the other side of 300 pounds for quite a few years, deep voice, with eyes squinting at the tobacco smoke that curled from the perpetual cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. 

Maybe the squint was from the sun as he tracked the rockets that left the pads at Black Rock.  Tom liked rockets in a big way, big rockets, big projects, big plans.  Ibpyronski (that's how a lot of us knew him from his email address "I be Pyro-n-ski") had a nice L3 project all ready to go which he talked about often. 

He was this close to flying it, I'm holding my thumb and forefinger together so they barely touch, at Mudroc in June. Formed the tubes by hand in his garage using a fantastic system of his own design which you can read here in this newsletter.  I'm lucky enough to own a couple of those tubes, one day I'll make a nice rocket with them and call it the Cloudhopper or something zippy.  We would laugh and joke about his rocketeering, he was really homespun. 

One memorable get-together I called him Bubba von Braun and the name stuck, he thought it was hilarious. From then on he was Bubba von B, Werner's distant Appalachian relative.  I'm going to miss old Mr. Cloud, TRA 0109.

Adios Bubba and rest in peace. If my rocket zips by the cloud you're sitting on, make sure the parachute deploys, would you?

by Bob Fortune

No better example of the good things in rocketters were embodied in Tom's ample girth. A sense of humor and a drive to make things better coupled with a wicked sense of humor.

It was privelged to meet Tom though ROL's chat system, and over time, "Bubba" become a firm friend his sense of humor brightening a sometimes heated debate and his willingness to share knowledge.

I shall never forget the selfless assitance he provided to the N1 Team when it became apparent we needed to have something to stablise the rocket with, he voulenteerd without hesiatation one of his hand wound glass tubes.. 

Fly high Tom, knowing the memories you left behind will last forever in the hearts and minds of those who you touched..  I for one am far richer for having known you.

by David Wilkins