Timothy Savage Obituary

TIMOTHY SAVAGE "Sourdough"

On Sunday morning, June 5, 2005, Tim Savage passed away at his home in Clovis, CA. Tim was born in Inglewood, CA on December 5, 1954. Tim's parents, Dr. John Savage and Barbara, raised him in Tulare, CA. He graduated Tulare Union High School in 1973 and was a phenomenal quarterback in college where he met his beloved bride Diann. In 1983, he and Diann moved to Couer d' Alene, ID. Returning to Clovis, Tim graduated from California State University, Fresno in 1988 and began satisfying his creative idealism by designing and building gorgeous moun- tain homes. He built two successful businesses in Shaver Lake: Timberline Design & Construction and Timberline Realty. Tim loved the mountains, Dinkey Creek, skiing, playing guitar and flying planes, and was famous among friends for great home cooked grub. He is survived by Diann, his wife of 22 years; and their children Jack, Barbie and Sarah. His two remaining siblings are Johnny and Karen. A Memorial Gathering Open House will be held at the Thiele residence (559-841-8642) in Shaver Lake, on Tuesday, June 21, 2005, from 10:00 to 5:00 p.m. In lieu of flowers, The Tim Savage Memorial Fund has been opened at Central Valley Community Bank to assist with his children's education. Checks may be made to CVCB at P.O. Box 445, Prather, CA 93651.

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Published by Fresno Bee on Jun. 12, 2005.

Memories and Condolences
for Timothy Savage

10 Entries

Justin Rawson

August 25, 2020

Tim, I remember you, your mother (Barbara), and your siblings from the old ranch/stable on Blackstone road. I remember your humor, generosity, good nature, athleticism, and the hay bale parties you and your siblings held out in the front yard, under those tall trees. I will also always remember Karen, Robert, Barbara, and your friend McCarthy from those good old days. You still live in mine and my family’s hearts. God bless.

Rod Huddleston

July 6, 2005

For so many of us we let time get in the way, as if it’s some obstacle to living, rather than the catalyst for opportunities be become, to live, to love, and redefine ourselves. We often live with so many regrets that when our time has come, the tragedy was not death, but what died, or what we abandoned along the way. Today, in terrible sadness I know that there will no more opportunities here in this life to say “thank you” to someone who played such an important role in my life.

It is no great task to think back to one of the real legends of my youth. It was not all that he accomplished on the field, but it was for people like me that he carried along with him, who shared his victories and his accomplishments, as if they were our own.

Unlike Tim, I was no great or natural athlete, yet, I was fortunate to play basketball with him, and like so many others to have called him friend. He was the kind of man who took the time to help, and who made you feel that your contributions were no less important than his. I still see his excitement in those rare times that I scored. I still recall his approval when I lettered. But most importantly, I know that the kindnesses he extended to me, helped me to become a man, and reminded me of how a man should be.

Tim was the kind of man, that would come early to help me with my game. He would challenge me to a game of 21 and spot 18, beat me, and yet not discourage me. He was the kind of guy who would pull you aside, and tell you what he really thought. Of course he was a star. It seemed he was born to it, but knowing Time, his grace outlived his moments on the field, and I’m sure that he carried it with him, and his children benefit by his example.

Respect is not an easy emotion to put to words. Nor is loyalty, courage, trust, or dignity, but he was all of these things. Seeing him at our 25th anniversary I made my way to the crowd, that surrounded him of course, because I wanted to thank him for his friendship, and let him know that he was always one of my heroes. Embarrassed of course, the words came out, but he looked as he always had in earlier days, and his reply I carry with me always. Even then, he was “the man”.

I have rarely attended reunions, but, other than having the opportunity to spend time with my oldest friend Todd Soares, I’ve attended, hoping to see Tim Savage one last time.

“I am a part of all that I have met

Tho much is taken, much abides

That which we, we are—

One equal temper of heroic hearts

Strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield”.

I’m sure we will see each other again.

Respectfully, with love.

Kevin Meyers

June 27, 2005

Dear Diann and kids,

My prayers will always be with You, Tim will be deeply missed by Me and My family. The first day I met Tim I knew this man was going to be a special person in My life. I will never forget him, He has taught me so much in life and in work, his compassion in hard times. 16 years of friendship that started on a job site across the street from each other in clovis. Two young men starting out to conquer our dreams. Tim has succeeded in his dream by building dreams for other people, so they can live out their dreams with each home he built, to reflect each owner's personality. His unique design and creativity is unmatched. With his family working at his side on summer days and long weekends this family was a team no matter what they did. Skiing on snow or water,work or school. I will never forget the sourdough man of life. (Your Friend for ever).

Larry & Pamela Vaccaro

June 25, 2005

Diann,

Larry and I were shocked and saddened when we heard about your family's loss. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all. One of our best and most fun memories was from the first time we met Tim at Gretchen and Alex's wedding at Pepperdine. He made quite an impression! :-) If there is anything we can do...we're just an hour away up the mountain.

Love...~Larry and Pam~

Greg Grimes

June 21, 2005

Diann,

I am so very sorry to hear about Tim, my biggest regret was that I only got to meet him once years ago right after you two got together. Throughout the years your folks have kept me up to date on your comings and goings but I wish that we could have kept better in touch. Please know that Sara, my boys, Drake and Deacon, and myself are keeping you and your kids in our thoughts and prayers @ this time. I have and will always think of you as my other sister even though distance and time have been between us. God Bless you all and keep Tim's memory and love alive in your hearts. With much love.

Your little brother, Greg

Kathy Whitaker

June 20, 2005

It was always fun to run into Tim on the slopes. He truly put his heart and soul in the house we bought. Tim had great vision and set himself apart from the 'Spec' home builder. Shaver Lake is a better place because of him.

Skip Musgraves

June 16, 2005

Diann and family,

I am so very sorry to hear of your loss. You are in my prayers, and I hope that God cradles you and your family as you deal with this tragic event. I have a white rock on my desk that you painted when we were in high school. It's a cute little frog. It says "D. Olsen '75" on it. I have given it a hug and kiss - that's from me and all of your buddies from high school in Thousand Oaks. Hang in...

Ken Long

June 14, 2005

Hearing of Tim's passing was quite a jolt. I first met Tim in the fourth grade when Wilson school played Garden in football. I suppost the culmination occured our second to last game in high school against Delano when I blew my knee out and Tim was on the sideline. He was the one who talked me into playing my senior year. Just about every "first" adventure I had growing up involved Tim (skiing, horseback riding, falling from our kamikazi we built together, Dinky Creek). He was a big part of my first 17 years.

My prayers are with Diann and the kids.

Nancy (Webb) Sims

June 13, 2005

I'm so saddened to read this. I had no idea that Tim, who I thought about often, was living so close. My ex-husband and I met Tim when he was that "phenomenal quarterback" at Porterville College. My dad (Ben Webb) took Tim and Mark under his wing and they lived in an "apartment" at dad's car lot. He was so proud of Tim, as we all were. My parents still live in Porterville. I've wondered so many times where Tim (and Mark) went from there. I wish I had known we'd lived so close these past years. My family thought a lot of Tim. Sounds like he had a great life. I would love to meet Tim's family, but not sure I can make it to the memorial. Please know my thoughts and prayers are with the family during this difficult time.

Nancy

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