Since I have known Tim he always, without fail, wore bulldogs (or Raiders) athleticwear.  Georgia.  South Carolina State.  Not sure when I connected this to his email address, "mamasbulldog".  As I knew him, Tim approached his life work in a relentless manner.  Over many meals -- always with Tim sporting a bulldog and sometimes two (sweatshirt and hat) -- he would bring us back to the important questions. And in deeply humanistic way.  One of the many lessons Tim taught me is that strong belief in a political line arced toward justice is not contrary to caring for each other as people.

My dad had all kinds of weird sayings. They used to drive my crazy as a kid, but as an adult I would often tease him about these sayings. My favorite was the following: "If you see me and a bear fighting...help the bear!"

I miss you dad, and I will keep your sayings close to heart. Thanks for the Lenin books ~