By Jim Hunt for the News and Journal
Every journey is illuminated by those few souls who guide us—both in our personal lives and
within our communities. In my 27 years as an elected official in Clarksburg, I have had the honor
of serving with many dedicated individuals, yet none shone as brightly as Tom Flynn. As he
celebrates his 96th birthday, it is only fitting to pay tribute to a man whose legacy as mayor,
mentor, and friend continues to inspire us all.
I first met Tom when he was elected to the city council, shortly after I began my own career in
public service. Despite the years that separated our times on the council, our connection was
immediate and genuine. After meetings, we often retreated to Hardee’s for a cup of coffee and an apple turnover. Tom’s warm nature made him a beloved figure—he seemed to know everyone, and his table was always a gathering spot for friends and neighbors alike. His long career at G.C. Murphy’s and Rite-Aid had already made him a well-known figure, and his kindness resonated deeply with everyone he encountered.
Even though Tom was over twenty years my senior, our friendship transcended age. As my
involvement with the West Virginia Municipal League and the National League of Cities grew,
Tom was always there—my staunchest supporter and a guiding light on my journey. Our
professional paths frequently led us to out-of-town conferences, where our wives became friends,
and our shared experiences deepened our bond. Tom’s storytelling, delivered with an almost
photographic precision, was legendary. Often, his wife Eleanor would chime in with a humorous
detail that perfectly rounded out his narrative, leaving us laughing like teenagers.
As our careers wound down, our friendship remained a constant source of joy. Family
celebrations—picnics at Crystal Lake in Doddridge County, graduations, New Year’s Eve
gatherings—were never complete without Tom and Eleanor. When Eleanor passed in 2020, the
loss felt deeply personal, as if a cherished family member had gone. I remember visiting Tom
afterward; even then, his strength and independence shone through. I recall a poignant moment at
my mother-in-law’s funeral in Shinnston: I saw Tom approaching the casket alone, having driven
himself there. His simple reply when asked who had accompanied him spoke volumes about his
enduring independence and quiet resilience. My wife hugged him and the tears flowed.
Now, as I confront my own fears of aging and the inevitable changes it brings, I find solace in
the wisdom and compassion Tom shares. His unwavering dedication to service and his genuine
kindness reminds me—and all of us—that true leadership is measured not just in public
accomplishments, but in the care we extend to one another.
Tom Flynn was one of the best mayors our city has ever had, but his lasting legacy is defined by
his humanity. On your 96th birthday, thank you for being a beacon of light, a steadfast friend,
and an inspiration to us all.
Happy Birthday, my friend.