Check out today's newsletter for our special tribute to Tim.

Tim remains on our minds and in the hearts of the many friends that knew him well. Ditto, Marcia.... I miss him too. Jacquie

Tis the season when I think about Tim more than usual. To me he represented what ES was about, not just a singles website, but a real community of friends who truly cared about one another. But mostly I remember how much ES meant to him, especially in the final months. Tim is a constant reminder to me to not sweat the small stuff. We miss you big guy. Hard to believe it's been 6 years... Marcia

Tim certainly left his mark of love and friendship on many people, including me. I got to meet Tim outside of the chatroom at the get together for Kempster. As so many of us, I was going through a really tough time then, and Tim spent a lot of time that week just talking to me. I came home with a new perspective and just a little bit happier. I still have my t-shirt from then and think of Tim and smile every time I put it on. He had also given me a small picture that reminded me of my son. It still hangs in my hall. I know God enjoying our favorite cowboy. Can't wait to meet both of them when the time comes. Love ya, Timmers!! Robin

Goodness, how time flies. I cannot believe it's been 5 years since Tim left us... I will never forget my ES friend.. One of the few I chatted with often via members chat and over the phone... I loved Tim's sense of humor. I'll be eternally grateful for his loving support during some of the rough times I had while in school. He truly was one of God's precious gems. Tim, there is definitely a void in the lives you touched since your passing... ES has never been the same. My one regret, is I never got to Texas or NFR to actually meet you.... Guess that will have to happen when I meet you down the road in heaven my friend! Elayne

Marcia, and all the others. I remember talking to Tim about Military "Things". and his cancer. I was starting to under go some prostate cancer radiation treatment at Walter Reed AMC. One Night we talked 15 to 20 minutes before the Gathering's and auction for David "The Trainer". . . I strongly Feel He will be on the other side of the Bridge when it becomes my turn to GO. God Bless You Tim, Glenn H. Hogan CW4 US Army Avn (ret) ps, I plan on going by Tim's place this summer, I wonder if it is for sale...

I just had to read what Willy, Monte and Crazycowgirl wrote again because it takes me back to Tim's ranch, and those wonderful parties. I rode up to this area yesterday called Success Hill and thought about Tim, and how he meant so much to so many people. I am forever grateful that I knew Tim and called him my friend. He is someone I will remember for the rest of my life. Rest in peace dear friend... Marcia

Tim was the epitome of the ES family.... We have so many memories of the parties at his home, the benefit for Trainer after his accident, the big hug he had for everyone to welcome us when we arrived at his door. Even if we arrived as a stranger, having never met him in person before... we left there as a friend, and couldn't wait to come back. Tim was one of the main people that encouraged me to make the move to TX after I'd been injured at work in MO and needed to make a new start in life. It was a decision I've never regretted and thank him for. I remember standing there in his back yard during his memorial service, watching as that bundle of red balloons carrying his ashes rose higher and higher into a sunny and clear blue TX sky until they disappeared from sight. And I thought about how Tim would always be up there in Heaven, watching over all the friends he left behind. Five years later, it's another beautiful sunny day, and when I look in the sky, I can still feel his smile.... You are greatly missed, my friend! Jacquie

Well said Willie, well said. Recalling how Tim and I first met, I ran across him when I was fairly new in chat. It was like two bulls meeting in the cyber-pasture. He didnt like me and I thought he was a Texas idiot. I was hangin with Saddler in those days and he told me Tim had been up the year before for an ES gathering at Sadd's place. I remember, as my dislike for Tim escalated over the coming weeks, Saddler would spend hours trying to convince me that Tim was a good guy. It actually got to a point where I questioned if Saddler and I should be friends at all. Well, it all culminated when Tim, in chat, said he was coming to Arizona on the next available flight and I quote; "I'm gonna come up there n kick yer ass Monte..." And of course, I answered back: "Tell ya what Tim, save yer money, I'll meet ya at the border and buy the first beer before we get started..."And so it was on between me and Tim... But then something happened that was to form a close friendship between Tim and I that neither expected or remotely thought possible: The passing of another ES member. Anybody remember the Kempster? He passed away not too long after I became an ES member but not before him and I became great cyber-friends. When Kemp died, it was when I first realized that the members of ES were not merely screen names. These were real people. After Kemp's death, I posted on the ES message board, for all to see, an apology to Tim for my behavior towards him and said that Kemp's passing made me realize how petty and insignificant Tim and mine disagreements actually were. At the end of that year, Tim and I agreed to meet in Vegas at the annual ES gathering. When we finally did meet in person, there was no cordial handshake or a simple "Howdy": We hugged each other like we were brothers. And indeed we were. A memory I cherish to this day. In the end, I spoke to Tim for the last time, via telephone, while he was in the hospital, the day before he passed away. We shared a laugh over how we first met and how we couldnt stand each other, we talked about his time being short and I told him how I truly loved him like a brother. When I hung up the phone... I cried like a baby....I miss you brother T Written by me for Brother T Posted: Dec 8, 2005 at 10:25 AM The Deal The horses had been saddled earlier, in the grey of the dawn with no words spoken. As one, the two men rose from where they each sat, knowing the time had come. The campfire embers were all that remained from the long night of memories relived. The last of the coffee was thrown to the coals from tin cups worn shiny from constant use. These were men who had forged a friendship with hearts of iron, into a brotherhood of steel . With backs against each other, they had stood the best and worst of life's enduring trail. With horses side by side, in saddles of worn leather, one last look was shared across an endless land that had long been mistress to both. Across sun faded saddlehorns, a handshake was given to honor the agreement made last night. A wink from one, a slight grin from the other. A pull of a right rein from one, to the left for the other. For my friend and brother, the trail's end was near but for me it would come later. In time, we would meet again, both upon winged horses and with new country to ride. It was the deal and I looked forward to it.....>monte<

Two weeks ago, I was on my way over to Aubury to get Brian and I went thru Celina and went by Tim's old place. The over gate sign that HTC made him is still there and it sure looked like Tim's old blue chevy in the driveway. Saw a horse out there that could've been Mick. I parked and got out for a minute and closed my eyes and thought about the last time I was there and all the great times we've all had there. Hard to believe its been over 5 yrs since we all were there, and 5 yrs a really great guy has been gone. Tim truly was a great friend to a lot and opened his home and his life to a lot of people in a short time. He made the state of Texas and his home, a second home to a lot of us. He brought a lot of us from all over the country together and made us a family that can stand the test of time. Rest in peace my very, dear friend. Miss you forever! Annie