Happy Birthday my  love. 

you are surrounded by some great people. There is no torture or suffering this year. No more being a prisoner in your own body. You are no longer blind you are in paradise   I miss you so much. but, I have to stay positive. You would be very upset with me if I didn’t. 

I love you so much. I always have and I always will. I celebrate you today and all the years we have had together. You are my safe spot and my everything 

My Brother From another Mother! Sad to hear your gone! May God have you in his Glory! Haven’t seen you in a while and just to say, I’m back in program! Condolences to your wife and beautiful Family. See you when I see you Brother Tim!

The very first thing that comes to my mind thinking about our Timmy is nothing but unconditional love not just for myself, but for my children as well.  What more could a mother ask for?  I always had the comfort of knowing I could go to Timmy and not feel judged, shunned, or outcast because he did not know how to do that; it simply wasn't in his nature.  One of my favorite memories of Timmy is how I would sing a Mormon sunshine song to him over the phone and no matter how grating is could be, he always just listened and laughed at my silliness.  Whenever I felt downtrodden or depressed, Timmy always knew just the right words to say, or even the right recipe to blow away the blues and lift my mood.  I will always remember his jokes, his unmistakable laugh, and his seriousness about living for those he loved.  Rest in peace my Timmy, free from pain and hurt and heartache.  You will ALWAYS be in my heart.  I know you and I will meet again old friend...I love you my sister, my friend Deenie.  

the goy s are so sad to learn of Tim's passing. He and the Hewitt's were such wonderful neighbors. He and dine were Michele's first softball coaches and great ones at that. Our thoughts and prayers are with your family.

Timmy's boisterous "hellos" is what I remember most about our beloved Timmy.  He always made it a point to make you feel welcomed, but most importantly, loved.  Even after Timmy knew of my lifestyle, he did not hesitate, even for one moment, to love me and make sure he knew that I knew.  Unconditional love is all I felt from him every time I would come over, not to mention all the promised cooking lessons and invitations to dinner.  Timmy truly is an old soul, a soul that only knew how to give, a soul that will live on in all of us for the rest of our lives.  And it is in that way that Timmy will never truly be gone from this earth.  I love you Timmy!

The first time I met Timmy, he was in his garage on a lawn chair, drinking a beer. His big bald head gleaming in the setting sun. I introduced myself and he asked if I wanted a beer. "No thanks", I replied. 

"Alright, you wanna be a pussy that's fine with me" 

And that's when I knew he and I were going to get along swimmingly.

I used to weigh over 500 lbs. One day, Timmy called me out of the blue and asked me over for breakfast. Thinking to myself, "well this is weird. but OK" - I went. He cooked eggs (he cooked amazing eggs), we ate toast and sausage and bacon. And we talked. We talked about everything. I talked about things I'd never spoken to anybody else about. I don't know why, but I knew I could trust TImmy with some of my darkest thoughts, and he genuinely didn't care. That had no effect on how he saw ME, as a person. With absolutely zero judgement. 

After talking for a while, he started talking to me about my weight and how worried he was. Timmy was one of the very few people who was able to cut right through my bullshit emotional defenses and get to the point. And I'm forever grateful to him for that day. It's one of the most meaningful days I've had as an adult. And had a great impact on me when I lost the weight and got sober. In many ways I try to model myself after him. 

Timmy was an amazing human who had an ability to make you feel loved, and hated at the same time. haha -  With Timmy, much like myself, the more shit he gave you, the more he liked you. And that's why we all loved him.

I love you, Timmy. You will be greatly missed.

for Tim from Cathy who loves him!! He works so hard to remember this spiritual lesson. He made Huge strides in his Soul Ascension in this lifetime. It was not easy for him! But he chose the live of God and Humanity as his focus. God Bless Tim! I love you !!!  Cathy 

I can still hear Tim's Jersey accent. My husband and I only lived in Las Vegas for 10 months as newly weds. Tim and Deen friended us and were so generous to open their home to us. First time drinking out of a garage kegerator was with Tim. He made the best grilled hot dogs and had a heart of gold. Grateful to God for the brief friendship we shared. Hugs and love to you, Deen and family. 

Grateful someone like you blessed us for the time we had you. You helped so many including myself. You’ll never be forgotten. RI