Timothy Avery Johnson

Uncle Tim was truly one of a kind. He was old school in every way, from only listening to 8-tracks and albums to carrying around his boom box like it was a treasure. He was crafty and strong, doing push-ups with just two fingers like it was nothing.

If you knew how to speak gibberish, he was your man. He would have you laughing all day with his jokes, stories, and his timeless sense of humor. I’ll never forget our road trip to Seattle – we laughed so much that I eventually had to tell him to stop talking just so I could catch my breath. That was Uncle Tim; pure joy and laughter wherever he went.

He was deeply loved by many. His presence, humor, and strength will be greatly missed, but his memories will forever keep us smiling.

Love,
Teen