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Thomas Brinton Darlington, 1924 - 2008

By Mark Ehlenfeldt, President

Whitesbog Preservation Trust

T om Darlington died of a heart attack as he was returning from a vacation trip on August 22, 2008. His death was unexpected and represents a great loss to those of us associated with Whitesbog. For those who might not have known him, Tom was a long-serving Board member of the Whitesbog Preservation Trust, he was the President of J.J. White Co., Inc. for 40 some years, he was the 4th generation of cranberry growers at this place we call Whitesbog, and was in many ways a living piece of the history of Whitesbog. Upon Tom Darlington’s death, I decided to dedicate the cover feature of this Newsletter to Tom as a tribute, but not an obituary. If you want to read Tom’s obituary you may scroll to the end of this digital version of the Newsletter and read the notice reproduced from the Burlington County Times Newspaper. The feature here represents contributions and reminiscences from long-time Trust members.

living at Whitesbog. Our young family was quite close to Mark and Ann Darlington and their two girls, and we got to know Tom as a wonderful father and joyous grand- father, an inventive and resourceful cranberry grower, and a generous friend to us, and later, to the Whitesbog Preservation Trust.

He has been our living link to history at Whitesbog, informing all the Trust's decisions with respect to restoring the village to its former glory. The vibrant historic village that Whitesbog has become is truly Tom's legacy to the state, but his longtime commitment to his family is no less important. He has enriched all our lives with his unselfish giving of himself to his many passions. He will be greatly missed by the many folks whose lives he has touched.

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    Dave Orleans -

T om came to Suningive my first week on the job with WPT in October 1990. He asked if he could visit the home where he spent many hours with his Aunt Elizabeth as a young boy. The room that he was most interested in was the west bedroom on the third floor – a huge room that overlooked the pond. I feel privileged to have shared those very personal moments

with him.

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    Janet Robbins -

(It was to these upper bedrooms that Tom often returned a young man to spend a night or two in spring, when his aunt, Elizabeth White, would call and inform him that the spring peepers had emerged and were calling. ed.)


t is so sad to hear of Tom's passing. My wife, Sarah, and I both got to know him well during our time

W hen I was a teenager and interested in sailing, my dad helped me learn how by doing it with me (even though he wasn’t really interested himself), then he built me a sailboat from a kit (as long as I was the one to paint it).

He designed, and built, his own camping gear. He was always trying for the smallest and lightest items that would do the job. Consequently, he could pack for a 10-day trip in a suitcase that was smaller than most people’s carry-ons.

In his last few years he spent a lot of time with radio- controlled helicopters that he could fly (well, sort of) inside his apartment.

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    Joe Darlington -

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