Thomas “Tucker” Hennigan, Dunmore, passed away peacefully surrounded by his loving family Wednesday evening in the Regional Hospital of Scranton after an illness.
Born in 1955 in Scranton, he was the son of the late Francis R. “Bud” and Alice McNulty Hennigan. He was a graduate of Bishop O’Hara High School and attended both the University of Scranton and the George Meany Center for Labor Studies at Antioch University in Maryland. He had been employed at Haddon Craftsmen as a Bookbinder. Upon leaving Haddon, Tucker became an International Union Organizer and Representative with Graphic Communications International Union. He later became a regional sales manager at the Union Labor Life Insurance Company, a sales executive at Amalgamated Life Insurance Company and finally, earlier this year, started his own company, JST Consulting. Tucker was a member of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Parish, Dunmore. An avid golfer, he was a proud member of Elmhurst Country Club where he captured his only hole in one in 2010. He was an even prouder Penn State football fan and season ticket holder. Tucker was a devot Democrat who loyally served the citizens of Dunmore on its Borough Council, serving as President for a period of time. He also served as Borough Controller.
The family would like to extend its heartfelt gratitude to the nurses and doctors of the Regional Hospital of Scranton’s Intensive Care Unit, all of whom professionally and compassionately cared for Tucker during his illness.
Tucker loved his ever-growing family deeply, especially his grandchildren, Connor and Caitlin. Whenever someone found success, there was no one more proud than Tucker. And whether it was family or not, he truly found pleasure in just being around people.
Surviving are his daughter Jacelyn Doran and her husband Jeffrey of Eynon and her mother Marilyn; sons Thomas, Jr. and Shane of Dunmore and their mother Eve; sisters Mary Alice Acquaviva and husband Anthony of Elmhurst Twp., Ruth Gerrity of Jefferson Twp and Patricia Rosetti and husband Lawrence of Scranton; a brother Frank of Dunmore; grandchildren Connor and Caitlin; an aunt Nan McNulty; nieces and nephews; great nieces and nephews; cousins; countless friends.
He was also preceded in death by a brother in law Patrick Gerrity and a nephew Joseph Tucker.
Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated Monday at 9:30am in the St. Mary of Mount Carmel Church, 322 Chestnut St. Dunmore by Rev. Joseph Sica.
All attending the Mass are asked to go directly to the church.
Friends may call Sunday from 1-4pm in the Vanston & James Funeral Home 1401 Ash St. Scranton
Interment, Dunmore Cemetery.
In lieu of flowers the family strongly encourages memorial contributions be made to the Parents Loving Children Through Autism 1243 Wyoming Ave. Scranton PA 18509
For directions, to share a memory or to leave a condolence please visit www.vanstonandjames.com
John Cheech Bochicchio
I was lucky to attend Bishop O’Hara with Tucker and be in his circle of close friends. Even as a teenager, Tucker was a loyal and caring person.
Since graduation Tucker would always be there for our Class of 73 Black Friday reunions. He was so warm and welcoming. He would go out of his way to ask about my family and would treat me and my wife with kindness and respect.
Tucker will be missed.
Our heartfelt condolences go out to the Hennigan family. Many in my family got to know Tom through his relationship with my father Jim and their time with the GCIU, a labor of love for both of them. Though we saw him only on occasion, we shared many laughs and tears with Tom. He will be missed. Please know our prayers go out to Tom and the Hennigan family.
….way back in the day, I was lucky enough to have Tucker as a childhood friend. I was maybe 7 or 8 at the time, sitting on Hennigan’s wall as a group of older kids went break-neck speed down the street on skate-boards as Tucker & I watched. “Wish I could go that fast”, I said, but neither of us had skate-boards at the time… Tucker replied, “I got a wagon…” Not a “Radio Flyer” but the same idea but bigger; “Cool!” I said, “but this street’s too busy, your Mom would kill she if she saw us…” “We can go down Swartz Street…”, was his reply… Swartz street was a block over & had an incredible hill at the top of it, not a lot of traffic & well out of the eyes of our moms… “Cool!”,I said(at that age I’d just discovered the word ‘cool’ & used it continuously; ’cause it was “cool” to say…)We grabbed the wagon & Tucker had the idea to wear football helmets just in case we “crashed”.. “COOL!”, was my reply… So on a summer afternoon on a quiet back street, two little kids wearing football helmets careemed at an impossible speed down a giant hill…. People on front porches yelled out at us & a dog ran after us but couldn’t keep up… it was ecstatic! Like a bobsled crew we zoomed down the hill until we came to the bottom & we both realized that our legs where too short too drag our feet on the pavement to brake…(It was the first time I’d ever heard a curse-word come out of someone my own age…) At the bottom of the street was a drop-off down to the high school; a giant “ash-hill” that sloped down to the little-league field some 30 or 40 yards away… I remember we went off the hill, & I remember suddenly being in mid-air…. We then wound up hitting the fence that surrounded the little-league field…We MADE it! A little scratched up but nothing broken or bleeding… And we were crazy with laughter…. & Tucker turned back to me & said…”Let’s do it again..!” “COOL!” was my reply…. Yes, he will be missed