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Thomas G "Tom" Gleiter
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Birth: Oct. 5, 1951
District Of Columbia, USA
Death: Mar. 15, 2004
North Carolina, USA

Thomas G. Gleiter
Thomas G. Gleiter of 1324 New Garden Road, Greensboro, died suddenly on Monday, March 15, at the age of 52.

Tom was born in Washington, DC, and grew up in Northern Virginia. He graduated from Guilford College in 1973, and moved to Greensboro permanently in 1983. He was employed by the federal government as a computer network administrator.

One of Tom's greatest interests was baseball, and one of his deepest joys was instilling his love for the game in his children and in the young people he coached and encouraged. His passion for coaching youth baseball and basketball stemmed from his love for all children and his desire to have a positive influence on the adults they would become. His sense of humor was noteworthy; he not only said funny things himself but inspired others to do so, and took delight in recognizing a kindred spirit. An avid reader and a crossword puzzle fanatic, he delighted in finding new words, exploring the histories of familiar ones, and enlightening anyone who would listen with his discoveries. He frustrated his passengers and all drivers behind him by never exceeding the speed limit and by pointing out that "The word limit means Ďabsolute maximum'; you don't have to go that fast." He enjoyed writing poetry that ranged from whimsical to serious and insightful. He had recently finished creating the perfect 1973 Honda CB350 motorcycle by combining mint-condition parts he had tracked down.

It might have been losing his own mother early in his life that made Tom so tender of heart and so willing to be there, physically and emotionally, for the wide, wide group of those he loved, especially children.

Tom is survived by the loves of his life, his wife of 22 years, Sue Schumacher Gleiter; his daughter, Ashley-20, three sons, Thomas-19, Wesley-18, and Steven-15; three sisters, Karin, Jan, and Martha, and his father, Ted.

The following two poems, written by his sons Tommy and Wesley, help to tell Tom's life story by providing insight into the kind of dad he was and the lessons he passed along to his children.


From him I not only got my nature, looks, and personality
I got a real understanding of the world and its true reality
Because my dad was more than careful with which rule I could bend
He taught me what integrity and character were
And that this is what would matter in the end
My memories of him are now so vivid
yet the reason for this makes me more than livid
I tell myself of course its for the best
But what am I supposed to do about this heart that feels like its no longer in my chest?
No matter how much I don't understand
I know that this is for the best, and from up above it was planned
never again will I get the chance to say I love you face to face
yet I know the judge was God in what seems like an unfair case
Please dad smile down on me with Sara, Dash, and Guy from a heavenly place
Please help me to remember every thing you taught me
Because a great legacy like yours should never go to waste
I remember throwing with you in the side yard
To make me feel better
You told me your hand hurt because I threw too hard
I now know how much you've done
In the game of life father
I guarantee you that you won
you taught me so many lessons I carry with me every day
From my heart and mind dad, you will never stray
Some of my best memories are from baseball when we would just toss or throw
It was you father who taught me every pitch I know
From staying a permanent fan of the braves and carolina blue
you taught me the real meaning of what it is to be loyal and true
No one will ever know how much I wish it was a week ago
Just so we could sit down and talk, and take things slow
You gave me the best advice I have ever gotten
From an early age you taught me how to keep a garden and not let it go rotten
You explained to me how being a good person keeps you from needing good luck
You even gave me a break when I scratched bert, your big red truck
I'll never forget dad, you practice like you play
And being as good of a person as you Dad
Is what I will practice every day

The following was written by his youngest son, Steven, within hours of his death.

52 years, you lived to the fullest
16 of those, I was a part
raised to love, live, and laugh
you gave me your special spark
something about you
caught people's eye
you were a funny man
but also very wise
you could bring me from laughter
to tears in a second
now your smiling down
watching me from heaven
from baseball games in Concord
in rain, sunshine or fog
we'd drive through on that road
where we always met that dog
I will never forget
how hard WE worked
outside practicing
that oh so great sport
you showed me my life
and you never put me down
remember those Y games?
I was the only player not wearing a frown
me and you
we won a state championship
but remember how I didn't want to
but you made me try it?
GOD!, why oh why
did you take my father
the man who made me the man I am today
me and my brothers
you leave me here daddy
to look after mom
but please help me through it
your still here even though your gone
I know all you want
is for me to succeed
and I will do all I can
to not be that bad seed
Is it that much to ask God?
To have a life full of love?
To live without sorrow?
To always have a hug?
But I understand why lord
because it has to be done
we all live life
but we all leave one by one
but remember this my great savior
you already took Sara, Dash, and Guy
now your adding my father
so let us live long, before we all die
you leave behind
family and friends
we all love you
wish I could do it all over again
I hope my troubles
didn't bring you much pain
if only under a carolina blue sky
Instead of the rain
God, you leave me with
A mothers love
that will shine brighter
with dad's help from above
I love you father
with all of my soul
I'm thinking about you
I just want you to know
I LOVE YOU THIS MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your son, Steven
A.K.A. Estaban, Buskshot, Nevets Gib

Family links: 
  Theodore Paul Gleiter (1921 - 2009)
  Marcia K Healy Gleiter (1920 - 1971)
Created by: Diane Clobus Dean
Record added: Aug 31, 2013
Find A Grave Memorial# 116350854

For the brother of my childhood friend, Martha.
- Diane Clobus Dean
 Added: Oct. 14, 2014

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