Ode to Truth, Fairness Bill Ehrhart ’73, a celebrated poet and veteran of the Vietnam War, first became friends with Tom Bradley in September 1969, when Bill arrived at Swarthmore after three years in the Marines; the two later worked together with Veterans for Peace Philadelphia, Chapter 31. In tribute to his friend, Bill wrote the following poem, which was read at Tom’s funeral Dec. 21. Thompson Bradley (1934–2019) He looked like Lenin. Really. I’ve never forgotten the first time I saw him, fifty years ago; I had to do a double-take, knowing Lenin had been dead for nearly fifty years. He’d pace back and forth, gesticulating to a classroom full of college kids while rolling a cigarette, explaining Russian Thought and Literature in the Quest for Truth. What Lenin took for truth, I’ve no idea, but through the years I came to know that truth meant justice, peace, honesty and fairness, decency and generosity to Tom. You name the issue, Tom was always on the side you wanted to be on: wars in Asia, the Americas, the Middle East; civil rights, prisoners’ rights, women’s rights, gay rights, the right to live with dignity. He looked like Lenin, but he lived a life that Lenin would have envied, or certainly should have. If Tom had led the Revolution, I’d have followed him to hell and back and on into heaven.