RIP Tom Littig

[Drunk Monk]

Tom was the master brewer for Anchor Steam, the person who hosted our wonderful Rock Med Anchor Steam tours.  When I got off the plane in Denver and came out of airplane mode, my phone blew up with the news.  Can't really stop to process it now because of work obligations.

[King Bob]

Has anyone else noticed that DM posts a lot of these? Are we in danger because we know him?

[Greg]

Sssshhhhhh!

He's not supposed to know we know.

[Drunk Monk]

Death envelops me like an old quilt, tattered, mildewed, and not enough to keep me warm.

[King Bob]

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me

[Drunk Monk]

I will melt Tom’s remembrance lammy in a few hours. It’s my only task for tomorrow.

[Drunk Monk]

I did up 85+ lams for Tom. I’ll distribute them through LAP80 - the name of the clique that first encircled Tom when he made his initial anchor tour offer 16 years ago, as well as pass them out by hand to any that might ask. I don’t think Ive been tasked to do a remembrance Lam before but I’m not sure. Ive melted so many over the years.

[Drunk Monk]

Life Legacy

Thomas Carl Littig, age 59, of San Francisco, CA, formerly of Willow Grove, PA passed away suddenly on April 6, 2018; dear son of Gail Mignogna (nee: McGhee) and the late William Littig; beloved brother of Stephen (Sharon) Littig, Mark (Karen) Littig, and Lori (Alan) Donatelli; dear step-brother of Joseph (Jill) Mignogna; also survived by 4 nieces.

Growing up in Roslyn, Tom loved to experience many different activities such as, riding in go-carts, building and launching homemade rockets, playing the guitar and practicing the art of photography while attending local rock concerts.  Later in his teens, Tom’s love of the guitar, music and photography drew him to the Rock-n-Roll scene.  He combined those interests to entertain countless friends with his slide shows from photos taken at concerts, while timing them to the music he loved.  Tom’s passion for music never faded through the years.  Tom was an outgoing, gregarious character who genuinely loved people and who people were drawn to, with his big personality.  If there is a concert in heaven featuring Bowie, Petty, and Garcia, our Tom will be in the front row enjoying a heavenly brew along with his friends.
Tom attended school in the Abington School District through his junior year, then attended Upper Dublin High School his senior year, graduating in 1976.  After high school, he completed his studies at Philco-Ford Technical Institute.   Tom has lived in the San Francisco Bay Area for the past 40 years, and for the last 35 years has worked his way up to the position of Brewer at Anchor Steam Brewing Company. 

Relatives and friends are invited to attend his visitation on Tuesday morning from 9:00 to 10:30 am., followed by services at 10:30 am., at the ANGELONE FUNERAL HOME, INC., 501 Easton Road, Willow Grove, 19090. Interment Hillside Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, donations in his memory can be made to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation, 555 Croton Rd. Suite 111, King of Prussia, PA  19406. www.jdrf.org/easternpa

[Drunk Monk]

A memorial is in the works from some of his Anchor friends and Rock Med veterans.  I hope I can make it, but the window is so narrow.  When I return from Man at Arms, I go right into our tournament.

[Drunk Monk]

The memorial is 5/21 at Anchor.  The Monday after TCEC.

[Drunk Monk]

Anchor held a wonderful Celebration of Life for Tom just now. Probably the last time I’ll set foot in the hallowed halls of that brewery. They opened up a nice tap room across the street last October. I would’ve loved that if I still drank beer. Maybe 200 showed up, many from RM, including his family. Raz spoke but told a story that wasn’t quite right and mumbled into the mic, so I spoke. I think it was a trick to get me to speak. I retold the story of how we met, of the first anchor tour for rm, and of how grateful we were to him. So many good stories were shared. The brewery supplied an excellent spread of finger foods. It was really nice. I only had one beer in his honor - my ol’ go to, a porter. I thought I might run out of laminates. I gave them to RMers, the family, the manager of the Chris Robinson band, and anyone who asked. I still have a few. They were well received.

I was given a bottle of anchorage gin, a Jerry Garcia bobble head, and this odd steel-tipped rubber mini-whip that is either a weapon or a sex toy - I can’t tell. Yeah, that was from Brother Dan.