We fondly remember Timothy (Tim) Edward Noel, devoted father, loving brother and best friend, age 51, who passed away unexpectedly on December 31, 2022 at his home in Winthrop, Maine. While his family and friends are devastated, we are thankful for his life.

Tim was born in Naples, Italy on August 18, 1971 to Joesph B. Noel, Sr and Rosario R. Ramirez and was the youngest son of both parents. He was of European and Asian descent. Tim resided most of his life in Norfolk, Virginia, but moved to Maine in 2008.

Tim’s antics were legendary and those who knew him have their own stories to tell. He said what he meant and meant what he said. Although Tim was a practical joker he could be extremely firm and unforgiving and yet, he had a heart of gold and charming personality. Often, others have referred to him as carefree, confident and witty. He was accepting of everyone and made it a point to make all those he encountered feel important and special. Because he was a big kid at heart, his siblings, nieces and nephews adored him and viewed him as an inspiration in many ways.

My Brother loved a clever phrase and the works of incredible wordsmiths. In his early teens he introduced me to The Smiths, REM and The Cure, all masters of the song lyric. I remember once, he was feeling bad about a break-up and he was telling me about a particular line in the song "Black" by Pearl Jam; " I know some day you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun in somebody elses sky. But why, why can't it be, can't it be mine." The sadness I felt for my brother and his loss sticks with me to this day. Another one I remember was from "Everlong" by the Foo Fighters; "Breath out, so I can breath you in, hold you in." These words take up a special place in my heart now and hold the added weight of loss. 

His love of all genres of music always amazed me. You would find him singing along with Dwight Yokum one minute and rapping the verses to a Tech9 song, with my son Josh, the next. How he remembered all those lyrics is anyones' guess. He would listen to classical music on his long trips between Virginia and Maine, I would have fallen asleep in the first five minutes.

Tim loved all things built by true visionaries including George Lucas, Steven Spielberg, JK Rowling, J.R.R. Tolkien and Jim Henson to name a few. Snoopy and Mickey Mouse held special places in his heart and at Halloween and Christmas you could find his collection of figures from "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer", "Peanuts Christmas", Peanuts Halloween" and "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" proudly displayed in his home. Jack Skelington adorned his windows alongside Peanuts. You could discover little surprises in the least likely places, like a cling-on snowflake stuck on the corner of the washing machine. He was especially proud of his X-mas tree ornaments, no two were alike. The last Christmas I had with him, I kept finding new pieces on the tree that I hadn't realized were there. I know he loved that. Those discoveries were part of the magic he wanted to give to everyone, whether intentional or not, he had created memories that took the form of a quest, a quest to find all the  treasures he had buried on his tree and in his home.

Tim loved his animals and nature. He always had at least two dogs at any given time. His first true "best friend" was Jackson, a dalmation. Unfortunately Tim would loose custody of Jack. Later he would share his life with Tashi, Buster, Khelsan and Rohlo. Tashi and Buster would precede Tim to the afterlife and I like to believe they were reunited there. 

Once in Maine he would take care of many cats, chickens and even mice. He had rescued the mice when he came back from work to pick up his car and found the two babies under his car tire. He named them Milo and Otis, unfortunately they passed shortly after Tim. 

He loved being out in nature. Seeing the unspoiled beauty of life in its rawest form. He could live in the city better than anyone but his heart was in the woods or along a meandering stream. 

Tim's property was 11 acres and about 80% of that was wooded. He kept the grass cut but pretty much let nature take over.

Tim was preceded in death by his father, Joseph B. Noel, Sr. and his step-father, Paul Jodoin. His beloved mother, Rose, followed him almost a year later.

He is survived by his infant son, Oslo Daleorn Isko Noel; brothers, Joseph Noel Jr. and Reynaldo Payumo Sr.; sisters, Jean Agabin, Rodora Payumo, Bhey Payumo, Monette Payumo and Helen Brewer; life partner, Caitie Willits and many nieces and nephews chief among them, Anna, Missy, Nick and Edwin.

Memorial Service  was held on March 18, 2023 at Hollins Road Baptist.

Tim will be desperately missed by all those that he left behind. Our hearts are so broken by this unexpected loss. He was one of a kind and to be loved by him was to be truly blessed.

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