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ASHEBORO - Thomas Edwin Snotherly Jr., 49, of 2308 Berkley Lane died Sept. 7, 1992, at Carolinas Medical Center in Charlotte.
Funeral arrangements are incomplete at Pugh Funeral Home in Asheboro.
A native of Raleigh, he was an employee of Eveready Battery Co. in Asheboro, was a member of Balfour Baptist Church and was a graduate of East Carolina University.
Surviving are wife, Mrs. Elizabeth Howard Snotherly of Asheboro; sons, Howard Wolfe Snotherly, Brett Thomas Snotherly, both of the home; mother, Mrs. Katherine Wolfe of Raleigh; stepfather, Ted Wolfe of Raleigh; stepsisters, Mrs. Martha White, Mrs. Rebecca Harrison, Mrs. Cynthia Beaver, all of Raleigh; stepbrother, William Wolfe of Raleigh.
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Douglas Holmes
tommy and i attended wiley together; he lived across from the school and raised rabbits; as i remember, he gave me "harvey" who got fat and disappeared from his cage;
of course, tommy was an excellent left-handed quarterback!
Charles Styron
It’s interesting how vivid one’s memories can be for those whom one knew only passably well. I suppose that it’s because shared experiences are multifaceted, and many of those from High School took place in our formative years. Several stick with me regarding Tommy. We became friends on the football team in the 10th and 11th Grades. He was a skillful and confident left-handed quarterback, and I played left halfback. Also, until Alex Bell established himself as the team’s place kicker, Tommy used to kick some extra points himself, and we called him “Tom the Toe.” As I mentioned in a post to Joe Ratcliffe, Tommy also used to be one of those who played nighttime hide and seek in the park in front of Joe’s house.
During football season in the 11th Grade, Tommy and I used to hang out occasionally with Senior Tackle, Bob Beard. Bob lived a stone’s throw from my house in a duplex on St. Mary’s Street next door to a couple of twins who were classmates of his. (Pat was the name of one of the young women whom I could tell apart only by spotting a small birthmark that one of them had.) Bob had a green Henry J Stick Shift that he had rebuilt in his garage, and we used to go riding with him. To this day, it feels like a miracle that we didn’t all get killed. Bob was a dare devil. He would be driving along in a line of cars, and when he spotted a gap in the oncoming traffic, he would double-clutch down into first gear, pull out into the left lane, and race ahead of the cars in front of us, swerving at the last minute back into a small space in the right lane to avoid the oncoming traffic. It was harrowing, and Tommy and I laughed hysterically, partly out of terror and partly out of wonder at the miraculous nature of our “escapes.” It was absolutely nuts, and I guess we thought that we were invincible. Fortunately, we didn’t do this very often, and our “number” never came up.
I also remember hanging out with Tommy and Johnny Poole on occasion, rendezvousing at Johnny’s house in Hayes Barton. On at least one of those occasions, the two of them played one-on-one basketball while I stood by and watched. I marveled at how Tommy could hold his own against the vastly taller Johnny. He even blocked a couple of Johnny’s shots, which defied belief. I think that it was because Tommy had a superb sense of timing, allowing him to relax until he had to uncoil and give it his all. In the huddle on the football field when the chips were down late in a game, Tommy’s relaxation was apparent. He was always calm, projecting poise and optimism. Then he would strike, often resulting in a score.
HAIL TOMMY SNOTHERLY HAIL
Melba Price
It's so sad that we lost Tommy at age 49..just now seeing it on here..I remember like yesterday when we, along with 2 other Broughton friends, were caught coming back on campus from lunch off campus . We were escorted (?) to Mr. Holiday's office. We were suspended from school. It was winter. I'm not sure how we managed to pull it off, but we did all get together at Carolina Country Club for some fun in the snow..sledding, etc. as I vividly recall. I do NOT remember the details of how I kept this from my parents !?! or if Tommy did so too...but, normally I rode to school with some other girls with Varian Farmer driving. she continued to pick me up & drop me off at the club OR one day a drop off at the library to complete a term paper due..the days were quite productive..that memory of my friend, Tommy, is indelible on my brain..he was such a kind & caring person & a great football player...even greater potential had his life not been cut short...bless his family..rip Tommy..
William E (Billy). Marshall
Tommy and I were really close at Daniels and somewhat close at Broughton. I never saw him after that. We had spend-the-night parties with other classmates in junior high and played a lot of sports together. My most Vivid story was at Daniels in the 8th grade when we both had Miss Sherwood. During a break Tommy and I in the boys bathroom making noises like we were shooting a gun at each other. Miss Sherwood suddenly opened the door and I was standing there so she hauled me out and took me to the back of her empty classroom and started lecturing me on how SILLY 😝 I was to make "shooting" noises with a pretend gun. She had her back to the door and I was facing the open door. Meanwhile Tommy came out of the bathroom and heard her lecture and started making gestures like he was shooting at me through the open door. I couldn't control myself and started laughing in her face which shocked her and she asked "what was wrong with me??!" Being in the eighth grade I told her Tommy was "shooting" at me from the hall and when she got up to look out the door there was no sign of Tommy… Remember he was a great athlete and he simply "disappeared". We all praise Tommy for his athletic ability but I think his sense of humor was even better than those skills. Even though I cannot remember last week I still have a vivid memory of Tommy in the hall and the shock on Miss Sherwood's face!!