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Kevin Brown
June 4, 2002
My deepest condolences to the Conlon family.
Tim and I became close friends during our short time at NEON. The two of us and Bob Monaco would joke about being the Three Amigos. We were constantly laughing and always trying to out do one another. When I tell people of Tim’s passing, everyone responds with, “Remember when you three guys did…” We had so many laughs in such a short period of time; I wish it had never ended.
As you know, Timmy was very proud of his home and his family. Always bragging about how many people were there for the holidays. He had invited Bob and I to his home more times than I can count. We would always joke with him and tell him that we didn’t want to go to Hartford. Each time he would correct us and say, “ I live in WEST Hartford” and repeat the town’s demographics. Bob and I would smile and tell him he lived in Hartford.
I was fortunate to visit Timmy in the hospital on the Saturday before his death and tell him that he finally got me to Hartford. I was able to say goodbye to a great friend and a wonderful person.
Warm Regards,
Kevin Brown
Tom Dowd
May 29, 2002
My deepest condolences to the Conlon family. I have many great childhood and teenage memories of Timmy and the Conlon house. He was always a good friend.
Regards,
Tom Dowd
Erin Moore
May 28, 2002
Mrs. Conlon and Family:
Please accept my sincere condolences on behalf of everyone that knew Tim from his time at New Era of Networks and Sybase. Although his tenure at NEON was short, he made a lasting impression on his co-workers. Tim was certainly more than just a co-worker to some of us. He became a true and cherished friend. I will definitely miss our phone conversations, and his loving accounts of the most important people in his life - his family. We will keep his smile and laughter with us always.
Doreen & Michael Friel
May 28, 2002
To Mrs. Conlon, Cathy, Tommy, Eileen, Missy & Terry:
There are no words to express our sorrow at the loss of Tim. Tim wasn't just a longtime friend, he was a member of our family. Tim wasn't just our son's Godfather, he was "Uncle Timmy" to both Michael and Jennifer.
A second has not gone by since we received word of Tim's passing that he hasn't been in our thoughts and prayers.
You were so blessed to have had Tim as a son and brother. Our hearts ache for the loss you have suffered. Please know that Tim was truly cherished by those whose lives he touched. We'll never, ever forget him.
Our prayers and love go out to you all.
Charles Basil
May 25, 2002
EULOGY FOR TIM CONLON
It occurs to me as we're all sitting here thinking of Timmy, that he's probably sitting somewhere, smiling that mischievous smile, and entertaining his Dad with some very funny stories about us.
There’s no doubt about it. Tim Conlon loved to make people laugh.
When he was at Northwest Catholic High School, some people wanted to be valedictorian, some wanted to be captain of the football team, but Tim wanted to be voted “Class Clown”.
Not that he was a clown or an oaf—far from it. He just loved to make people laugh.
This is because one of Timmy’s fondest wishes was that he should be remembered as a great friend, and to know that his friends thought well of him.
I was honored to be asked to speak by the Conlon family today. I am not standing here so much to speak for myself as to simply represent the many beloved friends of Timmy.
Just because Tim loved to make people laugh doesn’t mean he was all fun and games. He had ambition and he had big dreams. Nothing was beyond his reach if he put his mind to it. Mostly, he had an immense optimism and a wonderful way of proving his skeptics wrong.
Right after graduating from Manhattan College, Timmy cut his teeth on Wall Street. He was proud to be at the New York Stock Exchange when the Dow first broke 2,000. He used to tell that story quite a bit, but he stopped telling it after the Dow hit 8,000—I think because he felt like it made him sound old.
Okay, Tim was just a little bit vain, but he cut a handsome figure, and combined with his sense of humor, chicks just dug him. He was a gentleman, and a charmer.
One of the first proverbs I learned in Latin class was “Vestis virum facit” which means “The clothes make the man”. That saying could have been written with Tim in mind. In fact, I’m pretty sure that he must have been on a first name basis with Ralph Lauren, and he probably did lunch with the Brooks Brothers. Timmy was always a well-dressed man, except for this one thing: he had a peculiar fondness for slip-on canvas deck-shoes. I used to tell him that the fashion police were going to arrest him, because I thought those shoes were so very unstylish.
But the laugh’s on me. A couple of years ago, I saw that his designer chum “Ralph” started selling those shoes for $100 a pair. And I happened to flip on ESPN2 a couple of months ago, when they were showing the X-Games—those same shoes are now ultra-hip, high-performance skateboarding gear. There are a lot of people who ought to be paying royalties to Tim.
If he wanted to, he could convince you of that fact, because anyone who knew Tim knew that he had the gift of gab. He could sell anything. One of the things that touched me was the realization that Tim had a great professional impact on others, as well. I was reading the guestbook linked to the online version of Tim’s obituary. People as far away as California, Missouri and Florida signed in and related how Tim had mentored them, and had been a friend in business. One couple, husband and wife, related that they were hired by Tim right out of college when he was Sales Manager at a local company, and they followed Tim to a different company when Tim moved up. He even helped them get their most recent jobs in California. Tim was a lifetime partner in their success. To quote Tim, “It’s a beautiful thing.”
His special talent was telephone communication, as I’m sure most of you know. It served him well professionally and socially. Once when Tim was living in his apartment on Farmington Avenue, I went over to visit, and Tim let me in. He was on the cordless phone chatting sweetly with a young lady. He talked to her for about 15 minutes while I was there, and they finally made dinner plans to go to one of Timmy’s favorite restaurants at the time: Spencer’s downstairs. When he hung up, I asked him who was on the phone, and my jaw nearly hit the floor when he told me that it was a girl who dialed his number by mistake.
Tim enjoyed being with other people, especially his family. He loved his 13 nieces and nephews, and they loved him. Of course, children are the best judges of character. They might not know how to put names on things like “loyalty,” “honor” and “devotion,” but they knew Uncle Timmy was a great guy. And he always had stories to tell us about their latest achievements.
I don’t have to tell you about how he felt about the rest of his family, but I will. The admiration he had for his mother, Joan, is apparent, as he emulated her in many ways—from his politics, to his interest in the stock market, to his ritual of reading the daily paper from cover to cover, to crossword puzzles. He was his mother’s son. And his father, Ralph, was a hero to Tim. He deeply loved and respected his dad, who taught him to be proud of his Irish heritage, and taught him to live by the Conlon family motto “True to the end”.
Timmy always had proud news of his sister Cathy’s business accomplishments, and was pleased to follow in her footsteps at Manhattan. He idolized his big brother, Tommy, in many respects, and I remember when we were growing up, Tim wanted to be just like him. And of course he had a special fondness for Eileen, and he greatly enjoyed being in her company. He was so happy when you moved back to New England so he could spend more time with you and the girls.
Finally, Missy and Terry, his younger siblings, shared an incredibly strong bond with Timmy, and they were without doubt his two best friends in the world. He felt most at home when he spent time with their families, and he adopted their friends as his own.
Tim got a great deal of support and help from Missy and Terry, but he was especially lucky to have them right after he bought his house because, as some of you know, Tim was color-blind, and Missy kept him from painting his living room orange and blue.
And as for Terry, well, some of you may also know that Tim was mechanically challenged, and he often needed help in trying to figure out how to open the window. That’s where Terry came in.
But despite the well-known fact that Tim wasn’t too handy, he never missed a chance to help one of his friends or family members when they were moving, or painting, or doing a project which needed an extra pair of hands.
Mostly, it was just a pleasure to have him there to lighten the atmosphere. I remember once, before I got married, I got sick and had to have an operation, and when I was recuperating, I had to move back home for a few months with my parents. Of course it was raining, like every other time I moved, but Tim was there. I heard a loud clang as my wife, who was my girlfriend then, dropped my portable mini-gas grill, and it broke into a pile of lava rocks and legs and little metal parts. I was just standing there looking at that wet mess, when Tim chuckled, “Uh, Chas., Elizabeth just turned your grill into a science project.” We couldn’t help but laugh.
And I’ll never forget the day I got married, and Tim was in our wedding party. There was a room at the hotel where the bridal party was gathered before we walked into the reception. My father, who is definitely used to getting his own way, asked me to do something for him, and my wife quickly replied for me, “No, Dad, I need him here.” There was a deafening silence as everyone looked at one another, not knowing what was going to happen next. Then Tim said, “There’s a new sheriff in town!” and everybody cracked up.
That was our Tim. I’m sure all of you have hundreds of stories of how Tim helped you, or how Tim knew just what to say when no one else did, and how he always made us laugh. And he would be happy to hear you tell them.
So long, Tim. Thank you for being a great friend.
Joan Chambers
May 24, 2002
Timmy was to me a great guy to know,always a smile and a hug. Timmy made you feel at home no matter when or where you saw him. Timmy would always put you at ease in his company and it was always a big warm grin to welcome you. When visiting Tim at Manhattan College, for the first time, with his sister Cathlee, many years ago I couldn’t help but notice Timmy as a happy, vivacious and hard working young guy who always tried to make people happy. Timmy always kept things upbeat throughout all life’s twists and turns. I will miss Timmy very much. I hope that Timmy’s loved ones are comforted by the fact that Timmy was so beloved by so many. My love and prayers go out to Timmy, Mrs. Conlon and all of Timmy’s family. Love, Joan M. Chambers
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Patti Nenna
May 24, 2002
My deepest sympathy for your loss to you and all of Tim's family.
Jimmy Galligan
May 24, 2002
Mrs. Conlon, Kathy, Tommy, Irene, Terry,
I am sorry to here of Timmys' passing. I had the pleasure of talkng with him in the past few years. He had a problem with the beer wholeslers for the GHO. I was able to get the Director of Sports Promotion for Anheuser Busch in St.Louis to call him diretly. I don't know if Timmy got any result but my friend enjoyed talking with Timmy and on several occasions and called me after his conversations with Timmy to tell me what a great guy he thought Timmy was. First, second and third impressions tell you the type of person you are dealing with.
Timmy was interested in me and my family and was kind enough to listen to me go on about my childern. I remeber him saying they have a " Great Dad" , and then say " got to go", that was very special of him to end a converation with a complment. I will miss Timmy.
The Galligan Family in West Hartford, Newington, Rocky Hill, Seattle, WA, and St. Louis send our thoughts and prayers to the Conlon Family.
"The world has been a better place because of you".
Jimmy Galligan
636 532 4432
Doug Scalia
May 23, 2002
My wife, Carolyn, and I would like to express our deepest sympathy to the Conlon Family for their loss. I have had the pleasure of meeting some of you, and can’t begin to articulate the impact that Timmy had on the two of us. He hired both of us out of college when he was the Sales Manager at MicroAge in West Hartford and brought me with him to Accradata in Farmington when he left. Without Timmy’s continued guidance and mentoring over the years, even as a reference for our most recent career changes, we would never have become the business professionals we are today.
Timmy always had a smile and positive outlook on life. As he often said when closing a sale or simply enjoying what life has to offer, “It’s a beautiful thing”. So was Timmy.
Jack Matos
May 23, 2002
Stan, Ivonne, Jack, and the rest of the Marsh EBS team are very sorry for your loss. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
John Chaponis
May 23, 2002
My condolences to the Conlon Family and especially Mrs. Conlon. Forty-two years old is just way too soon to leave us. I can't even imagine the pain you must feel. Tim will be greatly missed by the many he encountered in life. Knowing him since he was ten years old, I was surprised at how sincerely interested he was in others and their accomplishments. When most young people would be teasing one another, Tim was encouraging. His house was always open, he treated me like family, he was a very, very generous man. I only wish he could give us more time.
Karen Adamiak-Faust
May 23, 2002
Tim always had a smile on his face. He was infamous at Northwest. He will be missed and the tears of those grieving will be dried by the sunshine.
Aimee Coughlin-Falcigno
May 23, 2002
I am going to definitely miss Timmy. He gave me many great years of laughter and fun during the time I had known him (GHO). My thoughts and prayers go out to the entire family. He was a wonderful man!
Raphaela Miller
May 23, 2002
My deepest sympathy to you & your family.
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