In Memory of Timothy Allen Moore

Obituary

Timothy Allen Moore, of Marcy, New York, passed away peacefully while surrounded by family at Crouse Hospital on July 4, 2023. He was 72 years old. Tim is predeceased by his parents Donald and Rita (nee Bahr) Moore. He is survived by his wife of 51 years, Lynda (nee Culyer); his three children: Timothy (Elizabeth), Andrew (Lauryn), and Katherine (Nicholas); his three grandchildren: Brady, Sarah, and Sullivan; his brother Steven (Karen) Moore and his sister Colleen (Edward) Frank.

Tim was many things to many people. Over the 40+ years he practiced law, he was known as a judge and a lawyer to many. In those professions he wielded his expert knowledge of the law, combined with an uncanny knack for fairness and kindness, and positively impacted the lives of thousands of people. Always willing to hear someone’s side of the story, Tim was known for his patience and counsel.

To others, Tim was an avid sports fan. A supporter of all things Syracuse University, the school from which he received his Juris Doctorate, Tim could frequently be seen wearing orange. For years, he and his friends, especially long-time law partner Robert Tisdell, were known to throw tailgate parties for Orange football games. For the many kids in attendance, the laughter and seemingly never-ending pile of donuts made for everlasting memories. A lifelong Yankee fan, in his later years he was fond of watching them play while mixing in a nap during the middle innings. Tim also imparted his love of golf on his two sons, who shall remain forever cursed by his love for the game.

To three people, Tim was the best father and teacher anyone could ask for. It started early when he taught his kids to swim and play sports but emphasized accountability and a respect for the rules. He and Lynda worked long hours to be able to take their family on a vacation once a year, which they always managed to do. The giant jar of change on Tim’s dresser slowly filling up every year was an indicator for the kids that their parent’s hard work was nearing a payoff that would end with a family trip to their beloved Sanibel Island. Tim would sit in a chair on the beach and watch his kids play when they were young and, when they were older, he would teach them how to fish. Tim imparted his love of
knowledge to his kids early in their lives by always reading books together. But in typical fashion, he always let his kids turn the pages when they were ready to, a parenting style he would employ until his last days: always there, always helpful, always guiding, but letting each child make their own choice in their own time.

And for one person, Tim was the perfect husband and partner. He and Lynda met in their late teens while working at the same restaurant. Married after Tim graduated Utica College, Lynda worked as a nurse while Tim attended law school in the early stretch of their 51 years together. They traveled to the Florida Keys, the Adirondacks, and places in between, but they always ended up back on the beach in Sanibel. They moved to Cazenovia where they started a family and navigated the early years when pick- ups, drop-offs, babysitters, and late-night shifts made it hard, but together they made it work. Eventually the kids grew up, moved out, found partners, and they were each themselves lucky enough to have Tim be the officiant at their weddings. In his later years, he became a grandpa to Brady, Sarah, and Sullivan, which is when he found his true calling: playing with, reading to, spoiling, and making laugh his three grandkids.

Tim will be forever missed by his family and friends but even more, he will be forever remembered for his generosity, caring, love, humor, knowledge, and patience. In lieu of flowers, the family asks that if you knew Tim, you share a story about him with a friend or loved one from time to time and keep his memory alive in that fashion. Consistent with Tim’s love of Irish culture and literature, an excerpt of an old Irish poem seems an appropriate way to end this chapter of Tim’s life: “Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away to the next room. Call me by my old familiar name, speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Play, smile, think of me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. I
am but waiting for you, somewhere very near. Nothing is hurt, nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before, only better.”

Arrangements will be handled by Friedel, Williams, and Edmunds Funeral and Cremation Services of New Hartford. The
service will be private.

For online expressions of sympathy go to fwefh.com