Birth date: Sep 24, 1949 Death date: Jul 9, 2025
THOMAS BROWARD HURY 1949 – 2025 If a man didn’t have children, some might think he couldn’t leave a legacy. In the wonderous life of Thomas Broward Hury, they couldn’t be more wrong. Thomas Broward Hury passed this earth on Jul Read Obituary
As a past president of the 83rd Infantry Division, I remember Tom from past reunions. His was a cheerful presence and he had a deep respect for the veterans. My past few years have only seen him on facebook posts .
As I write this. I am on my way to New Orleans where I am co-chair of the 78th reunion of the 83rd. Know that Tom's name will be added to our list of the deceased at our memorial service.
Condolences to the family.
I’d like to know when the paddle out is. I’m here in Jacksonville until August 22
Tom and I have known each other for 25 years. We began working together at Cypress Bank and then we continued together to start Intracoastal Bank. My first memories of Tom at Cypress Bank was when my 3 year old daughter would come to visit. He would blow up balloons and play with her in the bank lobby. To this day, she still calls him ballooney man and she is now 29.
Tom was a wonderful mentor. He was kind and patient. He taught me and molded me into a bank CFO so that I could take over the CFO role at Intracoastal Bank. I was grateful for him sharing his wisdom and always being there for support. While working at Intracoastal Bank, we discovered that my grandfather and his dad were in the same Army division during World War II. He hooked me up with his Belgian friends and we shared pictures and stories. Such a small world! Tom will be missed by so many people and I am grateful for our friendship.
I hope you are riding the waves in heaven.
Love,
Cheryl
I met Tom in the early 80's when we both worked at FIS in Orlando. Both being single at the time, we hung out and become good friends. It was always an adventure with Tom. One of the most important time was when he was Best Man at mine, and Sylvias wedding almost 43 years ago. While we both went our ways as we got married, I had kids and he moved away, we always stayed in touch. I hadn't spoken to Tom in a long while and just out of the blue reached out to him in March. We got caught up on what was happening in our lives and had a great conversation. I never thought it would be our last. Thanks Tom for all the good times and memories. Rest in Peace my friend.
A theme that keeps recurring in my head, is how Tom was the ultimate teacher. He taught me how to bodysurf, drive a stick shift, snow ski, road bike, and cheered me on as I ran my first River Run. As an Uncle, he was always doing the same. Any visit with Tom was filled with games and activities. Much like my Dad, Tom would create games to endlessly entertain our kids. Time was spent riding bikes, surfing, paddle boarding, wake boarding, frisbee, bocci ball, and wiffle ball on the beach.
Our oldest son, Austin Cunkle, experienced a lifetime trip to Europe with Tom, Barb, and myself, visiting Paris, Bruge and then traveling to Belgium for a WWII experience. We retraced our Dad’s footsteps in the Hurtgen Forest and attended a memorial ceremony and reenactment celebration of the liberation of Bihain, Belgium. During the memorial ceremony, our Dad was honored.
Our son WillIam Cunkle, had the thrill of taking several surfing trips with Tom to Nicaragua and Costa Rica. He will forever treasure these memories with his “Uncle Surfer Dude”. Tom would take every opportunity to teach Will how to be a better surfer, teach him about the animals, the ocean, the food and the culture, and always made him attempt his Spanish with the locals.
I have photos of our daughter Lindsey Cunkle and Tom, having a tea party, catching a fish, driving his boat, building sand castles, and playing games like “hang the spoon on your nose”. Tom was always making her smile.
Over the years and in the past few weeks, I’ve heard countless stories of people sharing what Tom taught them. Tom’s most recent sport was competitive rowing. Through his Marker 14 Rowing Club, he taught countless people of all ages to row and love the sport.
For all the teaching moments he’s had, the most important was what he taught by example. The way he lived his life. He was a gentlemen and loving husband to Barb. He treated people with kindness and compassion, always offering help to others. He listened intently, cheered on other people’s successes, and genuinely cared for those he loved.
Your Baby Sister will miss you.
As serious and as mindful as Tom was, he was also playful, adventurous and loved to (respectfully) tease people. Thomas Hury married my sister, and not knowing much about him (except that he was a surfer dude and a cyclist) I was skeptical that he was the right guy for my sister Barb. He had such a carefree demeaner. For his 40th birthday we all celebrated at Chuck e Cheese. He even climbed in the ball cage with all the kids. Tom was very patient with young people, freely giving them guidance, encouragement and life skills. He was also a patient coach and mentor for me on my bicycling journey, and even allowed me to tag along on some of his memorable WWW aka Wild Wild West Cycling adventures. Most importantly, Tom treated my sister with love and respect. Tom quickly proved that he was a charming southern gentleman of the truest core and gained my approval and my love as my sister's husband and as my dear friend.
