Though he was of medium stature, Tom Hug's unusually big heart and sunny disposition made him a "giant of a man" I knew him for 60 years, and he was one of he best friends of my first husband, the late Howard Fisher. I remember Tom starting The Hug Concrete Paving in 1951 on a shoestring. He was not only the boss, but a friend to all his workers.
His kindness and generosity extended to anyone in legitimate need. The Fisher family had out-of-town relatives with small children. However they had money problems, and it was Tom who was called (by the power company) to pay their bills so they wouldn't lose their service.
Many times the well-known Hug station wagon would drive up and load several of our children to go to the circus with them. Other times, he would take several of the young boys with him on an out-of-town job for a few days during the summer, and they always ended up going to a major league ball game.
With all his generosity, he was very low-keyed. and never wanted publicity for his many good works. He wasn't a person to dress up. Fancy clothes were of no interest to him.
He told me one of the worst side effects of his cancer was he no longer had taste for his beloved glass of beer. In fact, he always chuckled as he told the story of his kids playing "Uncle Howard" The game went like this -- Uncle Howard drives up and Tom always called to his kids, "Hey, kids get me two beers."
We were always impressed by his humility for all he had and owned.
He was a person to be loved, respected and emulated. Truly he was a "giant of a man."
Patricia Fisher Botosan