In Memory

Timothy Downey

Tim Downey passed away on 12/14/08.  His widow still resides at Durisol Road, Garrison, NY 10524

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05/18/09 12:59 PM #1    

Bruce Macdonald

I saw Tim last summer at a memorial service in NYC for Mark Glynn. Tim, Mark's brother and I were the only ones there. It was good to see Tim. He was my sax playing HS band mate (I hate to admit it but I played the flute in the band)

I hope they needed a sax player in heaven

May God bless you Tim

08/15/09 08:46 PM #2    

Bob Dwyer

Tim - I remember our debates. I was a pretty arrogant liberal and you were equally vocal as a conservative.
I read your mystery novel - very cool. - Bob

09/03/09 04:36 PM #3    

Donald Bailey

I have been meaning to post this story for some time, and I guess this is the best place to put it.

Tim had a mordant wit and a skeptical view of the whole high school experience. Here is an example:

In 11th grade honors english, we had a substitute, Mrs. Dyson. She was a regular substitute, going all the way back to 3rd or 4th grade. She was a sweet lady, but intellectually better suited to the lower grades than high school honors english.

Our assignment was Hemingway's short story, Big Two-Hearted River. Mrs. Dyson asked if anyone had any thoughts about the story. Silence. Shifting of pencils and papers. More silence. Then Tim, who was sitting right behind me, raised his hand. "Yes, Tim?"

Tim said, "I think this story is an allegory of the Vietnam War. Nick Adams is the American Army. His fly rod represents our air power. The muskrats are the Viet Cong. When Nick is trying to fish under the trees, his fly rod gets tangled, just as our air power is ineffective against the Viet Cong in the jungle. But when he gets out from under the trees, he can use the fly rod, as we use our air power against Hanoi in the North."

Mrs. Dyson is eating it up. She is ecstatic. A student with ideas! An allegory! What a great discussion!

Then one of the girls who normally sat in back -- Margo, was it you? -- raises her hand and says, "But Mrs. Dyson, this story was written in 1925. The Vietman War did not start until the 1960s." Mrs. Dyson, taken aback, says, "Well, what about that, Tim?" Without missing a beat, Tim says, "It's fore-shadowing."

At that point, I fell out of my chair laughing.

Tim, we are missing you down here.

01/02/10 02:24 AM #4    

Christine Masterson

I have quite the memory of being intimidated by Tim in Harriet Koshar's classes.

Does anyone know how he died?

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