I remember i had a job to do and ivwas ising a scdrew drivdr and tim came and laughed. Then  he brought a drummel that didvthevjob in 10min insteade of 10hrs.

To Tim's brothers,  Brad, Jay, Ron and especially Richard :
I just learned about Tim's death today though it has been about half a year.  But still I am thinking of you and for him, the end of a journey.
I remember you guys as little boys enjoying the outdoors at camp, and running freely, playing in the sand, and not wanting to leave.  I remember your warm mother and her good attitude, even with the "joy" of five little guys full of energy and life.
I haven't been in touch with Tim but whatever his life was like, he is now at peace and it is peace, love and understanding that I wish for all of you, today, tomorrow, and always.
From your friend, Jane, and I include the three kids, Heather, Lara and Andrew comes our sincere wish for your good health and  comfort.  Sincerely, Jane

Tim was good soul, who was loyal almost to a fault, and was willing to help others even at his own cost.  We may have lost a brother or a friend but there are some Tim-isms that will stay with us:
•	He can fix anything, please hand him some wire (but make sure it is not a coat hanger)
•	The Printing press is the future … (see posted picture)
•	The best time to fish is the middle of the day with a loud music playing from the boat. And, if you are in doubt, small mouth bass have the best fight, pound for pound of any fish.
•	Always buy “domestic” cars as there is nothing like great American muscle cars (Can anyone name a Canadian owed car company?)
•	Beware of the “suits” …  (he was never sure what to say the times I showed up in my business attire)
•	If you live in the “Zoo”, be compassionate and invite the hyena but don’t be surprised what happens when you turn your back
•	How did that ring get on that cup?  Magic does exist (see posted picture)
If you close your eyes you can almost hear Tim say “It’s the only cloud in the sky. And it’s drizzling. Right on me. Somehow, I am not surprised.”” followed by “Thanks for noticin’ me” as quoted from his alter ego Eeyore.
“He is now at peace and in a better place” can be said with no greater certainty than with the passing of Tim.  Rest peacefully.


Tim had a cheeky, happy smile as a child and he felt deeply.  He could laugh and everyone else would laugh too.  He was emotional and could have tantrums but was soon chivvied out of them.  It could be tough being number two of five born quite closely.

Tim always had to share his birthday, December fifteenth, with his paternal Grandfather, Frederick Arthur Jackson.  He shared his middle name with him as well as his paternal Great Grandfather, Arthur Jackson.

Tim was like his father, Bob, and they had similar mannerisms.  He would step up to help his Mum in tough times as the man of the house.  He had a lot of change in his young life but was always honest, helpful and generous.  He would put himself out for anyone.

Tim had his heart broken a few times but he loved his dogs and they were loyal to each other.  He enjoyed his job as a printer for years and he was mechanically minded and good with his hands.  

I remember Tim driving me (his Aunt) and my friend Kay to the big Canada fair at Confederation Park, I think, and when I got dizzy after a crazy ride, he noticed and helped me out.

Tim took his own and others ' problems to heart.  He got a bit stuck in the past but he was and is loved and will always be in our hearts and minds.  

Our love goes with you Tim.    You are remembered.

Love from your Aunt Sherin Jackson


RIP Tim,.   We are so happy to have had a chance to spend time with you and help you when needed, So sorry you had to go through this,. You will always be in our hearts,. You are the best brother/brother inlaw/ and Uncle to Hayden and Jackson that anyone can ask for,. You will be missed so much by us,. Lots of love

We have travelled a long road together. Through the good times and the bad times we never forgot we were brothers. May the road ahead be filled with peace and clarity. Every time I hear broken bicycles by Tom Waits you'll be on my mind. May journeys be safe and wondrous.

It is with great sadness that I say goodbye to my uncle Timmy. I will always remember the good times we had and the unconditional love you showed us all when we where children. Thank you for always being there when we needed you the most. 
Sending my love forever and always 💞

Melissa 

Growing up, Tim was the sweetest brother one could ask for, he would give you the shirt off his back if yah needed it.   He had a hard time from mid 70's after an acquired brain injury. and the onslaught of mental heath issues this cause.  But even through this he was  good to his friends and family, even to the fault of being taken advantage of. I love you Tim and will always miss you.   You made me a stronger, loving man through your acts of kindness and keeping it simple ways.

OBITUARIO

Timothy Arthur Nicholson

15 diciembre, 1962 – 14 julio, 2020

Truscott, Brown & Dwyer Funeral Chapel

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