When Tim was in second or third grade one of his friends was in a fist fight with a boy about a year older. This was on the school grounds. Tim, wanting to put a stop to it, ducked under the swinging arms, put a hand on each boy’s chest and pushed them away from each other. Tim’s height gave the advantage of his arms being longer than theirs and so they couldn’t reach each other. The fight was over! Well, at least the physical part.

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Tim was really into “ART” but he was not interested in “THE ARTS”. Dancing, Plays, Choirs, and Theater held very little interest for him. However his sister was into dance and Theater. Because I was still at work and it was dark when dance class was over Tim would meet her at 7-11. { “I’m not going to that dance studio with the little girls in their tutu’s,” said the High school Junior. 7-11 was only 2 doors down.|} Tim never had to be reminded.

Tim always attended her performances. He would bring his friends if the performance overlapped their other plans, Summer could always count on Tim to support her.