Conrad performed consistently. He was, by all available accounts from people who knew him in Massachusetts, a genuinely pleasant person to be around. He was not performing pleasantness under pressure; he was, or had become, a man who was easy company, who stayed calm, who didn’t cause trouble. Bob Van Wert, a golfing partner who later became a coworker, described him as someone who “rarely drank, never made side bets, and stayed calm on the course.” Former co-workers said he was the best golfer they knew. At one point, at a charity event, he beat Hall of Fame golfer Johnny Miller.
The golf chapter ended eventually, and Conrad transitioned into automotive sales. He sold luxury cars—Land Rovers, Volvos—at several dealerships in the Boston area over a period of nearly forty years. Matt Kaplan, who managed two of the dealerships where Randele worked, called him “a gentleman” and observed that he was “not a professional bank robber.” Jerry Healy, a car salesman who talked with Randele daily for years, said he never suspected anything and described him as “gentle, polite, well-spoken.” He added that he thought no less of his friend now and would still like to play a round of golf with him.
Brad Anthony, a close friend, said he had always assumed Randele had a difficult childhood and didn’t want to discuss it—a reasonable inference for anyone who noticed Randele’s general silence on the subject of his origins.
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## A Marriage and a Daughter
In 1982, Thomas Randele married Kathy. The available reporting does not provide extensive background on Kathy Randele or the circumstances in which they met, beyond the detail that Conrad had arrived in the Boston area around 1970 and met her sometime in the years that followed. They had been in the region for roughly a decade before marrying.