In Februray, his worst fears came to fruition. The folks who bought it sold the bottling line and moved production to Wilkes-Barre.
This is not what Tom wanted. In fact, he had gone on record saying that he didn't want the brewery to end when he retired. So, he got together with some other investors, got a grant from the city's urban renewal initiative (to the tune of $300k), and bought the fucking place back. Awesome!
Sorry if you started reading this before I was done, I hit some key combination that posted it in the middle of writing.