My euolgy for Timbo ... For those who have asked, I share this. A good man, great husband, dedicated father and very proud grandfather. We will celebrate his life again this summer at the cottage! Sorry if I missed anyone on the tag. Pass it on. Eulogy for Tim Buss - Mike Hughes April 4, 2014 “I have fought the good fight …. I have finished the race … I have kept the faith.” 2 Timothy 4:7 This biblical passage, ironically, comes from the book of Timothy. This epistle was St. Paul’s last before his martyrdom. He knew that his death was near but had no regrets; he had lived life to the fullest. The bible tells us that Paul had a remarkable sense of fulfillment and contentment. While we certainly know Tim Buss was no apostle or saint, this story is a good reflection of his life. Timbo was a man who lived life to the fullest; he went one hundred miles an hour, had no regrets and was always smiling. We gather here this morning to say goodbye to a wonderful man, a good friend, dear uncle, a loyal husband, devoted father, and very, very proud grandfather. We celebrate a man who was fulfilled and content with his life. As you all know, the past few years were marked with illness and poor health for Tim; But please, don’t let that define him. Instead, remember the man he was. Remember his kindness and generosity. Look back and cherish the times he made you smile, the times he made you laugh ... or the times he made you shake your head in disbelief at what he was doing. Everyone here has great Tim Buss memories. This past week has been filled with so much laughter and so many tears remembering him. In the past few days we have heard stories about: Seneca Lake, Chautauqua Lake. Fishing, skiing, tubing. Growing up as the brother of Ronnie, Judy and Dougie. Michael Road, Greenhill Terrace and Oakhill Drive. Hunting, tobogganing, Florida trips. Odd jobs, fix up jobs, car repair jobs. One bounce volleyball. Camp fires. Singing Tom Dooley. Boat rides, and playing Euchre. These were times filled with much love and lots of laughter. Tim Buss was a good man. Maybe not the most compassionate and a tad sarcastic, but a good man. And he was legend with some of his antics. Most of which I cannot repeat as we are in the middle of a religious ceremony today. Tim had his own language and he had lots of his own sayings. Some nice … some not so nice. “How are you doing this fine day” he would say to anyone that entered his home or cottage. He affectionately referred to Sue’s cousins as “the Leeches.” When one of the guys would ask Tim how he was doing he would sarcastically say, “Oh you know, make one, spend two.” To one of the girls eating at the kitchen table he would remark - “You are not going to put that in your mouth are you? You don’t need to eat that.” When working outside or at the cottage he would politely remind his girls, “You’re not done until I say you’re done.” When someone would call the house for Sue and she wasn’t in, he would tell them “Yeah, she isn’t home. She’s at church … praying for money.” To his wife there was the constant “Susan!!!! Stop spending all my money!!!” or “If I had your money, I’d burn mine.” He had his infamous – and now the family favorite - “Ehhhh-heh ….” And when you left his house, his cottage or simply his presence, he would leave you with a very sincere, “Be good.” Tim Buss was an accomplished man. A workaholic, he went non-stop to get ahead in life. When he was younger, he served in the Army before going to work for his father’s trucking company. From there, he would make a career in the trucking and scrap metal business. Buffalo Fuel. Singer Transport. Sanatarosa Trucking. Iron City Recovery. The names of the companies may have change over the years – but the way he did business didn’t. And that was with a firm hand shake and a smile. He didn’t need an office or computer. He just needed a car, a cell phone and some of your time so he could give you his word. His word was his bond. His cottage on Chautauqua Lake was his second home. And it was a memory maker for so many here today. We all know how he started the bon fires, right? His generosity at the cottage knew no bounds. He made sure everyone got a boat ride. He took everyone fishing. And he made sure to take you on one of his wild tubing rides. Tim’s biggest accomplishment, however, was the family that he built. Not the houses, cars, boats, or the cottage. But his family. His wife Sue, his three daughters, and his five grandchildren were the most important thing in his life. Sue was the love of his life. She spent over 50 years by his side. Earlier this week, she referred to Tim as her hero. She witnessed his loyalty, his kind heart and his “let’s get it done” attitude every day. When we met with Pastor Neil Tuesday night, Sue finished the conversation by saying, “I am so thankful that Jesus gave me Tim. I thank him every day.” Sue, on behalf of everyone here this morning, we too, thank our Lord Jesus Christ for the blessing of having Tim Buss in our lives. Tim’s daughters – Lisa, Jill and Kimberly - meant the world to him. The girls - and their own kids - truly were his pride and joy. Tim raised three hard working, very determined and self-sufficient women. Even up until last week, he expected the same of his five grandchildren. Work hard, be strong, be the better person he would say. Boy – how he loved to see Katelynn, Brooke, Ben, Emma and Owen. They always put a smile on his face. It’s funny how Tim’s three daughters each have a small part of their dad in them. Again, some good … some not so good. Lisa? She’s the handiest one of the three. Annnnd … she enjoys a good nap much like her father. Jill? She’s the loyal one. But … she’s verrrrry impatient, just like her father. Kimberly? The fiercely independent one. But she likes to speed when driving, just like her father. A few years back, Kimberly wrote a beautiful Father’s Day piece in the Buffalo News about Tim. In it she said, “My father always instilled in my sisters and I that we could do anything that we wanted to. More importantly, he showed us that hard work will always prevail. He never waited to do anything, and he always found a way to get everything done.” So now, it’s time to commend Tim’s soul to God and bid him our final farewell. I leave you with a poem entitled, “Miss me, but let me go.” “When I come to the end of the road, and the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room - Why cry, for a soul set free? Miss me a little - but not too long; And not with your head bowed low Remember the love that we once shared; Miss me - but let me go For this is a journey that we must all take; And each must go alone Its all a part of the Masters plan - A step on the road to home When you are lonely, and sick of heart; Go to the friends we know And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds; Miss me - but let me go” We wish Tim Buss eternal happiness with God - in a place where there is no more illness, no more suffering and no more pain; only joy and happiness. We hope and pray that Tim is reunited with his parents OJ and Betty. At times like this, let’s all pray that, we too someday , will join him again in heaven. We will miss you Tim, but we will never forget you. On behalf of Sue, Lisa, Jill and Kimberly we thank everyone for their love and support over the past few days. Last night, Sue said she could not have gotten through all of this without you; Especially the cousins. Thank you for your love and loyalty to Sue. Sue also wanted to remind everyone here that, in times like these, it’s so important to tell your loved ones that you care for them. Life is short … live it, and enjoy it, but tell those around you that you love them. Thank you.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Apr 2014 01:02:14 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015