Thomas Gary Moore

He is survived by his wife Kathi (Basil), and sons Ryan Moore (Jara) and Adam Moore (Adrian). Preceding him in death were his parents, William and Wanda Moore, and sister Cathy Moore Jackson (Donnie) of Weirton, WV.

After retiring from Weirton Steel, he started his own business, Moore’s Printing and Graphics. He and his wife transitioned to the beach, first as "snowbirds" and eventually full time where his love of nature became alligator watching from the sunroom.

There was never a dull moment around Tom. He was a true free spirit, and known for his spontaneous nature, ready and willing to go wherever there was fun to be had. Whether it was riding quads,(vertically up the hills), shooting guns, golfing, boating, playing cards or playing with fire, as long as he had friends and family around him,he never questioned the why, only the where and when.

He was famously ornery, a quality those who knew him best didn't just tolerate—they cherished. He was NEVER one to shy away from a Euchre game at any time day or night. He approached life with a characteristic stubbornness that was as frustrating as it was endearing. He had a sharp wit and a quick retort always at the ready. Tom taught us the value of not taking life too seriously by approaching every interaction with a hearty dose of skepticism and a cunning sense of humor.

It's hard to define who Tom Moore was in so many words. As a younger man, he drove a thousand miles across the country in a sports car because a friend needed a ride. He was both a “deer slayer” in his younger years, bagging his first deer at age 5, and a “deer whisperer" in his later years, always making sure his favorite deer, “Peg”, had fresh apples to eat as he sat on his porch in West Virginia. He loved to sit quietly outside but jumped at the opportunity to coach his son’s baseball teams just to spend more quality time with them.

If you knew Tom in his later years, you knew a man that was calm, composed, and unflappable. If you were lucky enough to sit by a campfire with Tom, he would always say “There’s a thousand stories in that fire”, which was something he learned from his father, and you could tell it resonated. Any problems or issues you were currently dealing with just seemed insignificant inTom’s presence and that tranquility was passed on.

He was an avid classic rock fan. He would often quiz you on who was singing or tell you rock facts behind songs like “American Pie”. And it was never officially Thanksgiving, unless you had listened to “Alice’s Restaurant” at least once. Everyone he met will hear a song and say “This one always makes me think of Tom”, and they’ll all be different

Often people say that there is a “hole” or a “missing piece” when someone that they love passes on. He left us filled with more than what was taken away. We’re all better builders because of Tom, and a task was not complete until you heard his famous tagline “That’ll work.” Our sense of humor is sharper because of Tom. Our hearts can forgive more after spending time with him and realizing what’s truly important. Instead of a void left behind by his passing, think about how much “Moore” we all have in our lives just from knowing him.

Everyone has a Tom story that makes them smile. Everyone.

And that’s a pretty good way to say goodbye to a world that he seemed to navigate beautifully.

He’d literally give you the shirt off his back– even if it was covered in sweat and sawdust.

Family and friends will be received at the Sea Trail Bistro 55 from 5:30 to 7:30 ( Wednesday November 19th) for food and fellowship in his memory. Casual attire, please.

A celebration of Life will be held in his hometown in WV at a later date.

In lieu of flowers, please donate to your local library or food bank.

White Funeral and Cremation Service, Shallotte Chapel is serving the family of Mr. Moore.