Timothy J. Leach

May your memories of the wonderful times you shared with your loved one comfort you and your family, today and always.

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Bye Tim, I'm going to miss you. I have memories--of living one winter with your family on Starch Mill Road, sharing a bedroom with you and Albert, the TV on all night long, empty cans and guitars everywhere; of playing way too loud rock 'n roll with you playing very crunchy early headbanging music until you hurt your hand pulling a hubcap off '58? Chevy; of drinking beer around the campfire many times; of you telling stories in an English accent (where did that come from?). Then drifting away, and connecting again through Ann, both much older but only slightly more mature. I'm glad to have known the wild Tim of youth and the mellow Tim of more recent years. The love of life that shone through your health problems was and is inspiring. So much grace. Peace.