Tim was a man who held rare qualities, qualities often not seen in one human being. He was incredibly bright, strong willed and powerful (with a large dose of healthy masculine energy) and, at the same time, held a vast capacity, and seemingly endless resources, to maternally love and care for others. On countless occasions I saw the loving deeds he performed (without ever giving a second thought) for those most precious to him: for the love of his life, his beloved wife Tatiana, and their son David and for Lauren, partner and mother to their son Max. He was the most giving of individuals – always there to lend an ear and provide genuine support (the kind that involves actual work and unlimited time) to the many dear friends who meant the absolute world to him. He was a force of nature who held a huge, dynamic and diverse group of humans lovingly together.

Genuine is another word that comes to mind when I think of Tim. He was emotionally sure of himself, secure in self, in his own skin,  perhaps that’s why he was able to give so lovingly to others. He was one who had endured enormous tragedies; yet he turned those personal traumas almost immediately into a well of understanding and giving to aide others.

It’s often said that an individual loves life, but Tim was one who truly loved life and lived it to the absolute fullest. His expression of that living was evident in so many ways: in his joy of throwing massive dinners and holiday events with impressive ease, in his love of the sea, in his love of boating, in his love of cars and carburetors, and in his love of simply being in the presence of those he valued.

Most however I will remember him as a consummate father, as above all else, this is the role he treasured. I was lucky enough to be witness, on multiple occasions to either Max or David, or both boys simultaneously, lovingly toss their arms ‘round him -- and his laughing ear to ear grin as he bathed in their love. Loving his sons, being a great dad, being at their games, picking them up from school when they were sick, doing that one important thing -- in that one moment-- whatever, wherever, however it needed be done to make his boys lives better. That was Tim.

Tim was a rare breed of human; one I don’t often see. I am truly honored to have had the  pleasure to have known him. To his family, his friends and all who shared the joy of being in his warm embracing -- larger than life-- presence I send my deepest sympathy. I cannot help but feel however, that a strong part of Tim will live on and continue to grow and blossom in all who knew him. I know it will within me.

Lisa

Tim, I will miss seeing you on the water each Thursday night, as well as at the weekend regattas.

I'll be thinking about you and especially your sons.