Andrew "Atom" Thomas Marcum

My brother was a great man, he had a heart of gold, would help almost anyone out - even if it was his last dollar. He had his demons but he worked hard and I miss him terribly.

My mom would tell me that she made miracle grow in a container one day. My brother came in the house so thirsty and thought mom had made Kool aid so he picked up the jug and started drinking it. My mom caught him and yelled, but he had drank half of the container! She called poison control and they laughed and said that it wouldn't hurt him, but to let them know if he grew tall. Do you know that he was the tallest of all 7 of us? I loved hearing that story.

The way he would greet me, "Hey, sissy!" His laugh, his joking, my saving grace at points, his ways of collecting things for his kids, I just miss him.

There wasn't a tree that he was afraid to cut, he helped those that everyone else wouldn't (even if everyone said they didn't deserve it), he loved his mom very dearly and he didn't like the family fighting so he wanted his body to go to space if he died and his property either sold to someone who wouldn't let the family buy it or turn it into a cemetery!