|Tim Stewart Hall|
My first memory of Tim was when I was probably three. We were visiting and Tim (or his dad, Albert) had a tape recorder. He encouraged me to sing a song or say something so I could listen to my voice. I think I sang some little song about the little duck leading the others with his "quack, quack, quack." When I heard my voice it almost scared me because, of course, it did not sound like me at all.
|This is my mom and dad with Tim|
and his sister, Susie. I can't believe Mother
let Tim and Dad have their picture taken
with such wrinkled pants.
Most of my other memories of Tim were at family reunions, but he was soon off to college and did not get to attend each year. I was always aware of what was happening in Tim's life. He graduated form Hanover College in Indiana and later graduated from Nashotah House Seminary. He married a woman who had the same name as my sister, Linda! They had a little girl, Leah. Tim became an Episcopalian Priest, and an activist for the poor and the misunderstood.
There was great sadness when Tim's wife died from cancer at a young age. His faith brought him strength and peace....and later, he met Jackie...who became his wife. (Yes, his first wife had the same name as my sister...and his second wife and I share the same name.) She was also an Episcopalian Priest. So, you can imagine how busy this household was. They had four children, Stewart, and then twins, Seth and Laura... and a few years later Simon was born.
|St. John's Church|
Imagine this church packed with friends and family. What a wonderful
tribute to such a loved man.
My plan was to take pictures to share on the blog, but after getting to the church I felt taking pictures would be intrusive and instead I spent time listening to the stories of how Tim brought happiness to the lives of so many. As you can see from the picture above...the church was beautiful. Sitting through the service I felt a great sense of family. Mark, Tim's brother was comforting Leah's two young daughters with a gentle hand on their shoulders. Susie, Tim's sister sat next to me sharing childhood stories. I can't write about everyone, but each cousin is part of the web of our family. It reminded me of the small church, Ebenezer United Methodist, where our great-great-grandparents (not sure how many 'greats') planted the seeds of this congregation.
|Inside Ebenezer United Methodist where generations of|
our family worshiped, wed, were baptized and memorialized.
Below are two short slide shows of pictures of the two churches. They are like bookends to a remarkable life...a chapter in our family history that threads through past, present and future.
|Tim Stewart Hall|