Truth…Stranger than Fiction?  It must be so.
No one in all my years of creative alliances has touched me so deeply by genius.
Like everyone, I could tell Tim stories…one after another.  True?  False?  The truth is, it never mattered. 
Several emails daily…fun to share…deep and thoughtful insights…stupid ideas worth pursuing.
Didn't matter.  It was fun.  It was funny. It was pure genius.  And always, it was pure Tim.
I will say only that while one of the brightest lights have gone out, we are all the better for having been a part of Tim's magical aura.

He is not gone.  He not only lives on in our thoughts and hearts forever…
Halloween, my doorbell rang.  No one was there -- or was he?
As I peered into the deep, bright full moonlight, I SWEAR TO YOU -- Tim was riding a bicycle across the moonlit sky.
He's there -- he's here -- and always will be.