I’ve known Tim since I was 10 years old. And he was always one of the kindest men I’ve ever known. I honestly find it hard to imagine a world that doesn’t have him in it. Whenever I saw him he always had a smile on his face and his presence brought me comfort. I was always welcome and loved when I was with him. He is gone too soon. Too soon.

About 1970 This story begins on South Park St in Adams NY. The Taits and the Maxons were next door neighbors, very good friends and very much a part of each others lives,along with our kids so many memories.Chip and Amy Maxon , Scott, Lance, Tim and Marcia Tait. Mom Millie was one of my besties and Bob was Bills, the tragedy the nite Bob was killed in a car accident,life changed that night. Tim and Chip were besties and Amy and Marcia, but bare in mind every street in Adams was full of kids and the nites Kick the Can was played they came from everywhere and Woah those were quite the games. That was also a Meet Me at the playground era. Some of these things I will mention are things I found out years later like walking across the top of South Park St Bridge and on the pipe underneath. The lumber mill escapades, getting inside and jumping into the insulation and sawdust with the Bats, Rats and pigeons, borrowing a few pieces of discarded lumber to make camps on the creek with. Chip had camp over our garage/barn so that was great fun,they have their own stories on that. Sliding off the the garage roof in the winter and pelting the back with apples in the fall till the entire neighborhood smelled like Cider. The back field was a race track for snowmobiles in the winter ( and they went about 15 miles an hour)and ball field in summer. Lisk Bridge swimming and the blood suckers. Lila Belloff lived across the street so you know they all went to Church. It was a great village to grow up in, I think they will all agree. Much love to the entire Tait Family Connie Elliott

It’s difficult to figure out the number of years we’ve known Tim and Beth. We’ve heard the praises sung about them from Lenae and Scott for so long that I think we knew them before we actually met. We shared so many good times together! Whether it was vacations in Mexico on numerous occasions, or get-togethers at Lenae and Scott”s , and visiting them in their new home, including the Bourbon Room. We also fondly remember when they visited us in Nebraska at our lake home. Whether it was deep sea fishing in Mexico or casting a lure in NE, the times Quentin spent with Tim will forever be cherished! What I personally remember is Tim’s radiant smile, the twinkle in his eye and most of all, his enormous “bear hugs”. Tim was the kind of fellow that you never forget. These fond memories are implanted in our hearts. Our love and hugs, Rosemary and Quentin Bliss

When Tim was just out of high school and trying to figure his way in life, I was renting a farm house in N.Y. Called the Carin house overlooking Lake Ontario. He needed a place to stay for awhile and the other renters did not want anyone else moving in, but my name was on the lease, I made room for him. As time went t on, his uncle offered him a job at Diamond industries and moved to Colorado. He called me and said he was coming home for a visit, and if I had a car, and wanted a job, we could drive back together. At the time I had a 64 Buick and $150.00. Tim and I dove to Colorado, stayed in Longmont with his grandparents for a month or so., then got an apartment in Denver. At Diamond cabinet shop, around1977, we were the the only white guys there. Coming from a small farming community with no blacks, no Hispanics, and no Asians, it was a huge change. I remember the struggle to make ends meet. If we were short on funds, Tim would buy blocks of velveeta to have for lunch and dinner. Over the next few years we convinced the manager to hire other friends from N.Y., and in a couple years took over the whole shop. I tell this story because I want everyone to know that Tim made it possible for me and over twenty other friends to leave N.Y. And have a chance at making a living somewhere else. In those days on N.Y. Most people worked six months, then, because of winter, drew unemployment for six months. Not a great situation. It was a chance for all these people to try for something else. I will forever be in Tim’s debt for not only a chance at life somewhere else, but a chance to have him as a friend.

Wow, Tim, i love you. You are a very large presence in my life. Salute Toujours Mon Amie!

Wednesday June 5th while thinking of my brother and his grandchild, I turned the wheel of the car in a different direction trying to get out of a parking lot and this is what I saw. After the storm of tears and sorrow, a clearing will take place. A double promise with a double rainbow.

Isn’t it strange how common the themes that are heard when talking about Tim? Integrity, strength, compassion, joy and “best man I’ve ever known”. We all know why. Tim embodied the very best character traits in a person. It’s what has drawn us all to him. It’s what has made each of us better ourselves. I’m personally crushed by the loss. It’s the feel we each will carry for a long time. Beth, Megan and Robert (and the rest of the family), I we feel broken for you. The loss goes far beyond description. Such loss comes along rarely. It is so deep simply because Tim was such an amazing person. You were his greatest love, joy and reason for pride. There are few people in this world that can make you feel so important. He gave that gift to everyone that knew him. When you were with Tim, you were the focus. You were always heard and understood. I learned how to be a better man because of my friend. Tim, you will live in the lives of all you touched because of the way you impacted people. This is an exceedingly rare gift that you gave away so freely. I love you friend. I’m glad you knew this.

Boy this is hard! As there were So many moments over the years! I met Tim and Beth when I joined the Chamber those 25 years ago! I just remember Tim’s laugh and when we would joke and he would roll his eyes! Hee! Hee! Even though I had not seen Tim and Beth these last few years I knew they were both there! Just remembering all the Chamber Events and Community get togethers like Parker Days, Board Meetings etc.! Going to Miss You Silly Man! We know you are watching over us All from Heaven!

Tim, You were always in the background quietly helping or advising or just listening to those in need. Your caring,generosity and kindness will always be remembered and that is the best a person can leave behind. Hugs and prayers for your family as they begin the long journey of learning to live without you, Blessings my friend 🕊

I will always remember Tim. He was a Great man and every time I asked his advice he was a listening ear and help me with his experience in life as for me and him had the same career in life with HVAC and he understood me and my situations with life. God has got another angel. Truly a Great Man!!

Words can barely express the deep sadness in our hearts over the loss of Tim Tait. He was and will always be remembered as one of the greatest people we’ve ever met and had a chance to be friends with. He was a friend to all and a true champion of conversations. I pulled together 10 of my favorite pictures (there were hundreds) of us over the years (Beth & Tim are not only our friends but our travel companion of over 11 years). The stories, the laughter, the friendship will always be a huge part of my memories. The love that Beth & Tim shared was truly one of a kind and something that Scott and I will try to mirror everyday of our lives. Thank you Tim, for the lessons on Bourbon, the best ribs I’ve ever eaten, my love of “Pain Killer” drinks, an education of why extra cabinet doors must never be thrown away, etc. I thank you for instilling the love and respect I have of our Town of Parker, Parker Days, the Chamber of Commerce, and being a small business owner. I thank you for loving my parents, my family and my friends. I thank you for never judging and always listening. We will take good care of Beth and help her into this new chapter of her life. Rest in peace my friend.

Love you Tim!

I met Tim and Beth Tait when I started working at Lifestyle Kitchen and Bath over twenty years ago. It was one of the best jobs I ever had. We had fun and I really loved what I did. It is rare to find a husband and wife team that can successfully run a business together. They made it look easy. The integrity they displayed in running their business, supporting the community, and providing top-notch work is the standard that I hold other companies to. Few, very few, measure up. I have such great memories of working the Chamber of Commerce beer tent with them at the Parker Country Festival. They were honest, real, and very very funny. One of my favorite memories of Tim (and I have quite a few, he had the gift of irony and an incredible sense of humor) was one day when we were out in the box van picking something up from the lumberyard on the way to measure for a kitchen. One of those mad scramble kinds of days. It must have been a special situation because Tim didn’t go out with the designers to measure unless there was something funky. Anyway, we’re getting back in the van at the lumberyard, trying to get on the road to go to this measure appointment, and his pager goes off. He turns to me with that look he got on his face and said “Life is fucking full.” I laughed until I cried and my stomach hurt. I still think about it and laugh. I still say “Life is fucking full.” Tim, I don’t have the words. I am still trying to fathom that you have passed. My heart aches for Beth, Robert, Megan, and everyone who felt the impact of your life and was blessed by your wisdom, kindness, integrity and humor. I am a better person for having known you.

Tim lived his short life here on earth, always placing others above himself He never judged, cared for others intentionally, and was always available to become involved to help his entire family be successful. His transparency was always consistent. He always really really deeply cared about all of our lives.! Giving of his time, resources, to make a difference in his family’s lives. He cared for his wife, children, sister in laws, nephews, cousins, brothers, sister, brothers in laws , aunts, uncles, everyone. And he truly, truly cared. He loved unconditionally and without conditions . Tim was truly a man after Gods own heart. I’m so honored to be his sister in law and thankful to dance and sing with him in Heaven.

I think “Timmy” Tait was in one of my mother’s second grade classes in Adams, NY when she first stated teaching! May his memory always be a blessing to your family members.

Tim will be greatly missed. He was definitely one of the “good guys”! I always enjoyed his company, he made me laugh. I will miss him. My thoughts are with you, Beth, Robert, and Megan. Cherish your memories and share your stories often.

One of the 1st many travel adventures with Tim & Beth.

Weather was awesome- fish not so much.

Tim was so excited when he caught this stripper. What a great day we all had together.

I will never relinquish the sorrow and emptiness that is in my heart. He will be missed forever.

I had the honor of being Tim’s daughter-in-law, but he always made me feel like a daughter. Tim welcomed me into their family with warmth and open arms, and for four short years I had the greatest gift – I got to live what it was like to have an amazing man as a father. Our son got to have an amazing man as a Grandpa. Tim was kind, caring and compassionate and in every way a great man. He was also light hearted and such a joy to be around. Tim always got my sense of humor (not something everyone does) and some of my fondest memories of Tim will be the countless times we would gut laugh together. To get to be Tim’s family was one of the best gifts God has ever given me. Much like yours, you will live on through Declan’s happy, warm spirit. Love you and miss you, Dad.

One very special memory of Tim was the first time he met Declan. Tim walked in the hospital room and Rob said “Hi Dad” and Tim, beaming with joy to meet his Grandson, replied to Rob “Hi Dad”. Rob teared up and it was one of the sweetest, most beautiful moments between a Father, his son and his Grandson. That memory will always have a special place in my heart!

I worked for Tim and Beth when I first moved to CO. They took a chance on someone moving from Texas and held the job for a couple of months until I got there. They treated me like family and taught me a lot about cabinet design, and running a small office. I appreciate what they did for me for the first few years of my CO life. Thanks Tim, I know you will be missed!!

My condolences to the family. My prayers for comfort and healing. I am a friend of his sister Marcia. He helped her move to Colorado. She always spoke so highly of him. I’m sure he was a giver in nature and I’m sure he helped many people. Sincerely Shirley.

Tim – Less than a week ago, I stood shoulder to shoulder with you … in Mexico with a bunch of friends, you will be dearly missed by many of us, and our memories of you will never end!!

I met Tim when I had my first job delivering cabinets. He always had a warm welcoming smile and made me a better person with his wisdom in the cabinet field. We lost touch for a few years and my career moved to building homes. Guess who I met in our sales office? Tim and Beth were there to have a home built. They may have gotten a few extra perks. My wife and I were introduced to traveling for relaxation in Mexico from Tim and Beth. Tim will be missed very much as a good friend and travel companion.

Double for the Road We were out hunting, and after getting an animal down, Dad volunteered to hike back and bring the truck — a task that should’ve taken maybe 90 minutes. Two hours passed. Then three. Still no Dad. Finally, I got a text from Mom: “Get to the cabin. Your father is hurt.” Turns out, while parking he was going too quickly and his breaks were soft. He crashed off a 12 foot cliff — breaking both ankles. And yet, somehow, he managed to make his way back to the cabin using his gun and gun case as makeshift crutches. The lower-level door was locked, so he crawled up a flight of stairs with two broken ankles — just to reach a phone charger so he could finally contact someone. And yes — when I found him, he was already holding a drink. Bourbon, of course. He said, “It’s helping with the pain.” The nearest hospital was an hour away. So I poured him a double for the road. When we got there, the doctors started asking questions. One of them was: “Have you been drinking?” Dad looked them straight in the eye and started listing off exactly which bourbons he’d had — brands and all. Next thing I know, the doctor whispers to a nurse: “Call the police.” It took me 20 minutes to explain that yes, he’d had bourbon — but only after he broke both ankles, while waiting hours in pain and trying to reach me and not drinking and driving in the woods. Not everyone gets it. But if you knew Dad… you’d know that tracks.

“Death Sticks” While visiting Kentucky for Blanton’s Day at Buffalo Trace, we were rushing to get in line when my wife offered Dad a banana for the road. He took one look at the overly ripe fruit and said, dead serious: “I don’t want one of those death sticks.” He was on a no-sugar kick at the time and swore ripe bananas had too much sugar. From that day forward, bananas have only been referred to as death sticks in our family. It’s one of those little phrases that stuck — and every time we say it, we hear his voice and laugh a little.

Tim was a genuine family man — a devoted father, grandfather, husband and best friend to Beth. Beyond his family, Tim was a skilled and successful businessman whose dedication helped shape Parker into a thriving business community and a wonderful place to live. Tim’s brilliance, warmth, and fun-loving spirit touched many lives, and he was a loyal friend to countless people. His presence will be deeply missed, but his legacy of kindness and commitment will continue to inspire us all. Submit as many entries as you like

I’m truly heartbroken by this huge loss of Tim Tait, a magnificent Man, my brother in law and my dear friend. He’s been in my family for so long, since meeting my sister Beth back in the late 70s. We’ve shared countless hours at the jigsaw puzzle table, preparing delicious meals together and just sharing life’s moments together. I’m so very sad he’s gone, and even more sad knowing Beth and Rob and Megan and more family and friends are grieving this loss. Holding his memory in my heart everyday. He was a treasure and gift to this world My Deepest condolences and prayers for everyone who is here sharing their Love and experiences with Tim

How we met Beth and Tim. It was 1982. My friend Carol Stover invited me to a Tupperware party. It was the “thing to do” in the 80’s. Carol had told me her boyfriend rode a motorcycle with group of guys and some of her motorcycle girlfriends would be there at the party. I put on my cutest short shorts and floral top, hair in a French braid. I walked in and saw black leather fringed vests and tactical pants. (You know the pants with pockets to conceal your pistol?) Biker boots. Black eyeliner. Dog chains hanging out of their pockets. Pierced ears and eyebrows. I think…… “I’m going to get my butt kicked at a Tupperware party.” I look around and sitting cross legged on the floor is a an angel. She had lovely, crazy, curly auburn hair with smile I’ll never forget. She looked relieved when she saw me and patted the empty space beside her. “Hi. I’m Beth. This is your spot.” We discovered we lived only a short distance away. Beth said “You have to meet my boyfriend Tim! We’re throwing a party this weekend. Bring your boyfriend!” We met Tim that weekend and that was the beginning of a lifelong friendship. And it all started at a biker Tupperware party. And Beth and I did not get our butts kicked. Jerry and Susie

Timmie, We’ll cherish seeing the Total Eclipse of the Sun with you and Beth. Now we’re wondering when and if the sun will ever come out again. I don’t told Jerry we should take that bottle of bottle of Bardstown Series 12 Jerry’s saving to taste with you and put on display on the bar you and Jerry planned to build at UP. Jerry said “That would make him mad. He wouldn’t like that.” Taking one step at a time Timmie. We miss our mad scientist. Jerry and Susie

Barrel tasting in Sonoma wine country, The first of many trips we did together.

We did a 2 week trip to Italy, starting in Venice traveling by train to Florance, Rome and Sorento. We got to attend a mass held by Pope Francis together. The most memorable moment was a taxi ride from our hotel in Sorento to a restaurant named after Sofia Loren down very narrow streets just wide enough for the car, which was narrow itself. We passed two ladies that had to flatten their backs to the wall so the car could pass.

A fabulous trip to Mexico, one I never thought I would do. Tim convinced me to we should go with them and we had a wonderful time. The resort was great, but the trips out into the surrounding areas were fantastic. We still talk about the food and the people we met.

Tim and I had a passion for fine Bourbon and would almost always have a few tastings when ever we got together. We did a road trip with the first stop in Tennessee to visit Jack Daniels then on to Kentucky where we did the Bourbon Trail, collecting most of the stamps and tokens to complete the entire trail.

I want to thank Tim for including me in the Annual Hunting trip for the last few years. It was always a great time and many a fond memory. The Guys were always more interested in just spending time together then whether or not we got an animal. There was always a focus on getting an animal and the morning 30+ min discussion of where we were going to hunt for the day was always spirited and educational for me, in the end it was just the guys getting together and enjoying the time together. However the stories of previous hunts and the adventures that were had, were entertaining and memorialized in the names for places that were never found on a map. (Rollover Corner, Rob’s Rock, Mikes Meadow, Chip’s Corner, and many more.)

Tim, Bruce Porter & Norman after their reunion river cruise.

Though I never met Tim personally, I’ve worked closely with Rob for over four years now. Through that time, I’ve come to witness just how deeply connected and grounded his family is—how much they love, lead, and show up for each other. It’s clear that Tim was at the heart of that. On behalf of Julz Creative Marketing, we send our sincerest thoughts and love to the entire Tait family as they celebrate his life and carry his memory forward.