Not a lot to say about this sad news! Tommy Crain was a smoking guitar player and helped make the CDB the band that it is today. Here's a copy of one of the obits, and a poem, by Charlie Daniels.
From Charlie Daniels, on his site:
I Remember Tommy
For a thousand nights he stood by my side with the rest of the boys in the band
When he'd grab that Les Paul by the nap of its neck, it was just like part of his hand
Ol' T.C. was a natural; it came easy for him his fingers would fly like the wind
It was way past just thinking about what lick to play, that guitar would do magic for him
He took me to heights I may never have known if he hadn't come into my life
When you'd trade licks with Tommy, you'd best bring it all, because that's what he did every night
We were too hot to handle and to wild to tame and the jams were bodacious and loud
Some nights the music would take us so high that's it seemed we were up in the clouds
Late nights on the bus with my brothers in arms rolling on toward tomorrow nights' stage
Pickin' old country songs on acoustic guitars still pumped from the music we'd played
The good times the bad times the road and the crowds yes the memories roll on without end
Of a time in my life when we burned up the stage with Ol' T.C., my brother, my friend
Rest in peace, old friend. Thank you for passing my way.