Tim you are forever, and always missed.

Thinking about you Dad and lighting a candle.

As the world spins a sorry sorry tale, i'm keeping good thoughts for you brother man.

May the better side of our nature prevail. May all the bullies, thugs and tyrants hoarding and ruining societies all over the world, meet a brutal and just comeupance

peace, love and respect Tim

Hi Dad, I hoping you are doing well. We are fine here, surviving this crazy pandemic and still here in Kansas. I miss you. Thanks for always listening to me. I hope you are resting easy. Love, Your Eldest.

Never forgotten Tim, thank you for living a life that continues to inspire.

Once again and forever...You are not forgotten, Comrade. Farewell.

Thinking of you....

two more comrades have passed in the last couple of weeks. may their spirits unite with Tim's and inspire the next generations of renegades

Happy Birthday Dad,
https://youtu.be/fMSezPwq2js

So many memories of Tim. Among the many ways Tim made a difference was in his work with the homeless. I'm dedicating this to you, Tim.

  Dusk, Corner of Broadway and Hillcrest

In memory of and to honor, Tim V Thomas

When the sky’s purple scrim goes silver, then gray
and the moon drifts above the butcher shop roof,

I do not know, I cannot say for certain . . .

Maybe the sly grin, the half shuttered eyes taking in
the rush to do all of the things we do in a home

at the end of a day say: dusk amuses me. Maybe you
or I would call the four hours the moon uses to rise

and arc across Broadway, a wait, not see them as he does
―moments strung together which come and take leave

much like the cars and pedestrians, or the gusts
that swirl leaves at the curb.

Once, before the rains, I’d see him on the corner, smiling.
How’d he say it?

I’m learning to look. Looking to see.
Different than waiting.
Can you see?

I do not know, I cannot say for certain but tonight the street beam
and the moonbeam and the date palm tops and the wind

and the roof tiles make a shadow
in a shadow 
in a shadow―

the shape sleep makes, the black canvas cape,
     the stucco arch of the coffee shop.

A dog walks by, the one who has shared with him
its dream in which it never waits.

I do not know, I cannot say for certain
      but maybe the dog says:

You look tired. You all right?
I’m nearly certain he says

            Yeah. I’m okay.
I’m fixing to rest my eyes on a home.

Eve and I will always remember Tim. He was a true leader, never backed down - unless you proved him wrong. And that was never easy. The concepts he taught and lived are just as valid today as when we first met. May he never be forgotten.

Thinking of you...

Happy birthday Dad

Can't believe it's been 2 years. Still missing you dad and hoping you are well on the other side.

Tim, your strength, dedication and intelligence are still present brother. Thinking of you not just on this day, but often as we engage in the struggle for justice. Miss you and will miss our May birthday meal together next month.

Thinking of you, Dad. Hoping all is peaceful and well on the otherside.

Tim's wise counsel continues to guide me. Yesterday I found myself in a conversation on mentorship and thinking of him. Practically not a day passes when Tim is not in my thoughts. You are missed today and every day.

Tim was one of the strongest and most consistent freedom fighters I have ever known. He is very much missed and his spirit of struggle remains with us.

First met brother Tim in August of '79 in Chi. New in town, I arrived at his home across the street from Verson Press. He was seated at his dining room table and we were about to have a meeting. We did, for some two hours at which time I asked him, "Hey, do you ever smile?" He looked at me with that glower and said: "Could be. Stick around." Then, I suppose he couldn't help himself, he did.

Something I will always remember about Tim--his concise interpretation of dialectics when we were discussing a problem and how to go about solving it. He'd say, "Let's divide one into two." Or he'd say about a protracted campaign, the complex of tactics and strategy: "It's a process, not an event."

Finally, and perhaps most importantly, I recall Tim's approach to the grappling with folk he was allied with, but who he felt had violated a political principle. He was quite frank, quite blunt. But always, when Tim valued someone's contribution to the struggle for democratic rights, for revolutionary change, he endeavored to end such a grapple with a hand and heart of friendship.

Tim was the most principled and serious revolutionary you could know. He was a wealth of knowledge and a kind soul. I will very much miss working with him and learning from him.

Tim, missing you and thinking of you on this your birthday. Knew Tim for almost 20 years, first working on homeless issues in Alameda and Oakland and then on other social justice issues in Oakland. He joined my family for holiday meals and we shared May as a birthday month and often went somewhere to have a celebratory meal. He talked often about how proud he was of you, M'balia and Stephan, as you found your way through the world. Will miss you brother, rest in peace.

Tim had tremendous patience to work with and as I put it mentor me these past 9 years. We met doing Katrina solidarity with KSN/PHRF. He was central to keeping the work going for many years on the bay area end, including educating bay area students who thanks to his leadership entered New Orleans with some sense of an analysis.
He was interested in going far. Together. And going by asking questions and offering readings and giving his time. I am a better person to know him.
¡Tim Thomas presente!
Rest in Power

It has been an honor to work with Tim over the last few years analyzing how communities and nations of color in the US in the 21st century continue to be suppressed, repressed and oppressed, and how those communities persist, resist, and insist on their right to self-determination. Even as his eyesight was failing, he still had energy for his project of documenting the Black Liberation Movement; it was his way of informing the next generations in that struggle. He was a stalwart in the march toward liberation, and that march continues on.

We will miss Tim's dedication and his relentlessness in opposing oppression. We will miss his wisdom and generosity. Rest easy, my brother.

Infinite Light Is All There Is!!

Tim, you were a mighty force in days that shaped the struggle & changed a generation. You left a lasting legacy. Your intellect, fearlessness and love for the people will be dearly missed. Thank you.

M'Balia and Stephan you have our love and friendship.