Timothy Lee Anderson

Timothy Lee Anderson, a loving father, brother, grandfather, a uncle , and friend, passed away surrounded by those who loved him. He leaves behind a lifetime of memories, stories, hard work, laughter, and a family who will carry his memory with them always.

Timothy was a hard-working man who never shied away from hard manual labor. He was stubborn and hard-headed in the best ways—strong-willed, determined, and never afraid to do things his own way. He had a caring and loving heart, and although he may not have always said it, the people he loved meant everything to him.

Timothy had a personality that was impossible to forget. He loved to tell his family his crazy, adventurous stories. Whether every detail was true or not never really mattered. What mattered was the way he told them, the memories they created, and the laughter and conversations that came from them.

He also had a confidence all his own. In Timothy’s mind, every girl he saw wanted him—and he was more than happy to believe it. With his signature sense of humor, he would often ask, “Do you think she liked my cute butt?” It was one of those little things that was uniquely Timothy and is sure to bring a smile to the faces of everyone who knew him.

Timothy was a man who loved projects and was always working on something. Growing up, there always seemed to be cars around the house that he was working on, fixing, taking apart, or putting back together. He had a natural ability to look at something and see what he could do with it. He was always turning things into his own, making improvements, and finding another project to keep his hands busy.

He especially loved making a yard look nice and took pride in creating something he could look at and know he had done himself. Whether it was working on a car, tackling a project around the house, or making the yard look just right, Timothy was happiest when he was busy creating, fixing, and making things his own.

Timothy was a father who loved his children and a grandfather who cherished his grandchildren. He is survived by his children, Shyanne, Daniel, Destinee ,Hunter, Chantel, Hailey, and Serenity, and his grandchildren, Lily, Terry Jr., Jaxon, Maxwell, Braydon, Blake, Brantley, Gannon, and Brody.

He was preceded in death by his children, Chanel, Mystie, and Bryce; his beloved grandchild, Braylyn; and his sisters, Elaine and Rita.

He is survived by his siblings, Tom and Tonya, along with his children, grandchildren, extended family, and the many people whose lives he touched throughout his life.

While the loss of Timothy leaves an unimaginable emptiness for those who remain, there is comfort in knowing that he is reunited with the children, grandchild, and sisters who went before him. Perhaps somewhere beyond this life, he is once again surrounded by the people he loved, telling one of his crazy stories, working on a car, or finding another project to make his own.

Timothy will be remembered for his strength, stubbornness, hard work, humor, adventurous stories, love of projects, and the unmistakable way he made everything his own. His hands may no longer be busy fixing, building, or creating, but the things he made, the stories he told, the laughter he brought, and the memories he gave his family will live on.

He will be deeply missed, forever loved, and never forgotten.