Way to many to pick from. Tim loved life and lived it to its fullest. He had a great smile and infectious laugh. Luckily he laughed a lot.
One of his traits was as he drank beer, the more he drank he would sink down in his seat. We could always tell when he was getting close to having enough.
Gosh I miss him.
Hugs, Sandi

One day at the computer, my wife created a folder to hold ideas for titles for something. She called the folder "TITLES". Except that she accidentally added an extra "S".

The funny stories i remember most fondly involve my wonderful Big Swede and our daughter. Growing up he was her co-conspirator in many adventures. Probably the funniest involved her with her little cocker spaniel. Sallyjane was about 4-5 yr old. She was in the back part of the house with her daddy when he noticed the dog was foaming at the mouth. Sallyjane was holding the dog and it was acting fine o he asked her if the dog had eaten something strange. She explained she has brushed her puppies teeth, using mom's toothbrush. Lol He tossedthe toothbrush and kept her secret for days until he just had to laugh with me over it. I miss his gentile, loving and funny spirit.

Me poking his butt, cause he was not too fond of butt being messed with, so I would poke his butt, to mess with him, until one day, he yelled at the top of his lungs. .rape, rape.. I ran all the way to the other side of the house laughing so hard. So I just knew when I would have to stop before he would profess my intrusion, lol. much love and hugs carla

He was a bachelor prior to my meeting him and lived in an apartment. In the several years he lived there he never plugged in the stove. He couldn't boil water. He still all these years later asked me how to work the microwave and once years ago he opened the dishwasher to bake a lasagna and realized it was the dishwasher. I entered him in the show "Worst Cooks in America",,,funny thing though he was highly educated and ran a business for 26 successful years with 20+ employeesI do laugh when I think about that.

My husband made me laugh all of the time...did not matter how tough a day, how miserable either of us were , or whether or not the weather cooperated. He was a quick wit and could turn a phrase...I miss the laughter and his cleverness.

I have so many stories because my husband and I would always play jokes on each or people we didn't even know. Nobody would go to stores with us because of the way we acted.

When I was about eight months pregant with our son we were getting stuff at the store for a party. Someone asked me to get a bottle of wine and I didn't even think about it at the time (I have never really been a drinker). So here I am as big as a house and my husband yells at me "Really, you're going to get drunk with my son inside you?!? I have had with you and your drinking! " and stormed away from me. I was stunned and everyone was giving me the dirtiest looks.

To get him back I waited until we were getting veggies and asked him to go get the biggest cucumber he could find. When he came back with it in his hands I yelled " You Sir are a pig and if he don't get away from me right now I'll get the manager!" He was so stunned he dropped it and waited for me in the car. After that he stopped messy around in the store with me.

LMBO knk now that was funny... hehehe much love, and hugs carla

Bill was big on practical jokes, and he had the patience to wait for a payoff whereas I am more of an instant gratification person.
He once let me sail out of the house in a see through Indian gauze dress, (no, you can't see through it he assured me with a straight face) to go to the Farmer's market, where I was hit on by a pie peddlin' Hutterite. After that I often reminded him that I had options, as clearly I'd be a hottie in the colony.
One time I had an underwire come out of my bra and I chucked it in the garbage. Days later I drove my mom to a town a couple hours away and Bill came outside to see us off and take pics. Miatas are super cute, so I didn't think too much of it. All the way there, truckdrivers were honking and waving, and I thought I was having an exceptionally good hair day. When we got to our destination a guy rapped on my roof and asked me if I knew I had a bra hanging off my license plate. The amazing part was it was still clean. There's the picture he took in my profile pics, on the 2nd page.

The worst was when I answered the phone at work to have some panicked guy say that he needed to bring his wife in, that she had something funky going on down there that needed to be seen right away. I worked at the STD clinic. So I said sure bring her in and she'll see a nurse and they'll help her out. He said he needed to go in with her, so he could point out the area of concern, and I told him, no she would be seen alone. He went on and on about how dire the situation was, never seen anything like it! and I was starting to think there's no way this jerk is married, and most likely all his partners have required inflating. He mentioned an identifying mark in the area, and for a split second I thought, Hey I have one of... He said well she can't see it, I really need to go in and I said we have stirrups, and the nurses will manage just fine. Then he said "Stirrups hey?" and he whinnied like a horse.
The light dawned on me. I said "You jackass!!"
He thought he was hilarious. He was. And he was kind and generous and sexy. I am so lucky. :)