Timothy A. Moore

FUNERAL HOME

Park View Cemetery & Funeral Home

3661 E. French Camp Road

Manteca, California

Timothy Moore Obituary

Manzanita, OR

November 22, 1959 - July 18, 2006

Timothy Allen Moore, age 46, a native of Manteca, CA, but had resided in Man zanita, OR, for the past five years, passed away Tuesday, July 18, 2006. Tim was a devoted husband and loving father. He had been a member of the First Baptist Church in Manteca transferring to Rockaway Community Church in Oregon. By trade, Tim was a master welder for over 25 years. He was a gifted painter, photographer, sculptor, an accomplished musician and inventor. He enjoyed fishing, hiking, hunting, camping and was a member of the Big Foot Society. Tim is survived by his wife, Pamela; daughter, Kaylie and son, Mathew Cardoza; his parents, Evelyn (Suzie) and Leon Moore of Manteca. He is also survived by his sister, Peggy (Leon) Kiltzmiller; brother, David (Shelly) Moore; sister, Patricia (Mike) Foster; brothers, Dennis, Leonard, Alvin Moore and sister, Brenda Moore and numerous other nieces, nephews, cousins, aunts, and uncles.

Visitation will be at Park View Funeral Home, 3661 E. French Camp Rd., Manteca, CA 95336 on Tuesday, July 25, 2006 from 9:00 a.m. to 1:00 p.m., Funeral Service and Graveside Service will immediately follow at Park View Cemetery.

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Published by The Record on Jul. 23, 2006.

Memories and Condolences
for Timothy Moore

6 Entries

Ron Foster

April 8, 2007

My Uncle Tim. I always looked forward to the times when I was going to get to be around him. He seemed to have a special place for his nieces and nephews. He always gave me undivided attention. He taught me alot of soccer, I watched him play the bagpipes, practice his numchucks, and he taught me the greatest game of all...Monopoly! The one time I was about to win, he faked a sneeze and turned over the board. I'll never forget that one, and I'll get him back when I see him again! I love my Uncle Tim, and am proud to be his nephew.

Shirley Scherf

August 7, 2006

To the family of Tim Moore, a man who recognized that he had so much to enjoy. Your call earlier this year was a delight to hear you tell me of all your loves in your life. Your little child, your wife, your love of music and the ocean and your talent for creating things plus your loving siblings and family. Each of the family and your friends were blessed to have you in their lives, even if it was for only a short time. Your left them with many memories that will carry them through this grief. I know that God will Bless your family. With love, Shirley Scherf (Waldvogel)

Amy Witt

August 5, 2006

Uncle Tim you will be missed. I was so glad that I was able to speak with him recently. I was so happy to hear how well he was doing. He sounded so happy, telling me all about his little girl, and his life. He sounded so full of life. I was happy to hear him happy. Hearing about the ocean, berry picking, fishing,and other things. He played the violin and bagpipes for me, yes over the phone, but I was happy to hear it and only wish that I had recoreded it somehow. It was neat to hear him play and he did so wonderfully. I have a clipping from the newspaper of him playing the violin, sitting on back of a car, at lunch time. I pulled it out this week, and smiled, even through the tears. Again, I am glad I spoke with him. And Tim until we see each other again someday which I believe we will, you will be very missed. God Bless You

Love Amy

Gail Mathes

August 1, 2006

I am very sorry to hear of the loss of Tim. I know he will be missed by many.You are all in our prayers. Love, Gail Mathes and family

Peggy (Moore) Kitzmiller

August 1, 2006

Timothy, I'm your oldest and "favorite" sister, as you were my "favorite" brother. Actually, you were like a son to me, and I now have very large hips from carrying you around when you were just a young tyke, to prove it. Remember, "In a lonely tree in the moonlight, sits a poor unhappy owl. Much too young to fly in the moonlight, he can only sit and scowl. Little owl, you are crying, you are painfully sighing, little owl you'll be flying, when your wings grow big and strong. Tic coori, coo..ri, coori, coo. Tic coori, coo..ri, coori, coo. Tic coori, coo..ri, coori, coo. Little owl, you must be patient, 'til your wings lift you in flight". You are now no longer crying or painfully sighing. You have your wings and are flying, happily flying forever with the Lord. I'll see you, again, in Heaven some day, and, Oh!..what rejoicing there will be. I love you so much, Peggy

Cassie Miller (Moore)

July 30, 2006

Uncle Tim, You will always be missed by your whole family. We love you.

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