Tim Torgler was born in Massillon, OH on January 23, 1949 to Paul and Dorothy Torgler and died on his 74th birthday after a two-year battle with cancer. He was preceded in death by his parents, nephew, Cody Torgler, brother-in-law, Rich Muter and mother-in-law, Mary Muter McCollum Brooks.
Tim is survived by his wife Lynn; daughter, Christina (Clint); son, Darby; granddaughter, Jewelle; grandson, Cain; brothers, Terry (Joyce) and Tom (Annette) Torgler; special uncle, Don Torgler; sister, Debi (John) Patterson; nieces, Amanda (Kyle) McCort, Shayla (Mike) and Breanna (Erik) Torgler, Tiffany Torgler-Wingo; and nephews, Sean Patterson and Lance Torgler. Tim left behind his friends who meant so much to him, Del and Trish Clifford, John Lovelace, Keith Brenneman, Gary Howes, Tony Palombo andDale Trizzino and childhood friends Rusty and Dusty Dyak.
He was employed by Lovelace Painting; previously worked for Mohler Construction and the Hoover Company. In his early days, he was a lifeguard at Holiday Country Club and saved a toddler from drowning. He also was lead singer in three bands in the late ‘60s and early ‘70s.
A special thank-you to the doctors and staff at Tri County Hematology and Oncology for the care and compassion given to Tim for over two years. And one more thank you to his Google speaker for the sleep sounds and soothing music that comforted him 24-7.
Tim will be missed immensely by his family and friends. Per his request, no funeral services have been arranged. A memorial get-together is pending in the spring. Condolences and special memories of Tim can be shared with his family online at www.paqueletfalk.com (330)875-2811
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My favorite memory of my grandpa would be that he use to ride with me on the mower as a kid and he use to always come home from work listening to zztop sharp dressed man while covered in paint and dancing to it and his hair always standing up crazy like he was in a 80’s band lol . My dad had long hair but honestly it was my grandpas hair that inspired me to grow my hair long and also to be myself . My grandpa was a toker and I love him and miss him very much but I know where ever he is in heaven that he has one rolled.
RIP Tim … no one fought harder than you to live your life to the fullest. You went through torturous lung & brain radiation that ravished your body & took your hair, a lung biopsy with a needle through your back to your lung, through immunotherapy & chemo that made you sick for days that sometimes turned into weeks. We went through over 2 years of sadness & yet you never lost hope.
We met at the North Canton YMCA when I was 15 & you were 16. I treasure those early memories as they are so sweet & pure. We had two lovely children who are devastated by your loss. It’s so hard for us to believe that it’s finally over.
I hope you’re having fun in Heaven seeing all the family & friends that went before you .. and also your rock idols who preceded you in death, David Bowie & Jeff Beck. You already went through hell at the end of your life on earth, so I’m sure you’re now in Heaven… your suffering is finally over. I miss you so much & may God bless your soul.
Eternal love to you, Lynn
RIP TIm. I would like to tell my brother Tim that I loved him. I did not get to tell him that recently before he passed, but I hope he knew that. We grew up 7 years apart, but we were still close. We lived together growing up in an upstairs bedroom. I think I spent most of my time on his side of the room.always bugging him about something, or going through his comic books that I wish we still had because we’d be rich man! He always looked out for me around the neighborhood. He also met and married the love of his life, Lynn. She turned out to be the big sister I never had. I remember when he was a lifeguard at Holiday Country Club and I got to hang out on the lifeguard stand with him sometimes.Which I loved and thought was cool. I also remember going to the bars in Kent to watch him sing in various bands. I was only 17 but Dean Burger ( or some other friend), was at the door checking ID’S and Rod S. And myself would walk right in, no questions asked ! But then Rod looked like he was 35 at 16 so no one questioned, so no problems. I remember Tim and Lynn’s attic apartment on Cleveland Ave. After they were married. I was afraid of heights and I hated those 3 story outside stairs! As I got older, we worked together and he taught me how to be a good painter, which I still do today.I could not have asked for a better brother. Tell mom and dad. Rich and Cody that we are all thinking of them. Love you Bro.
Lynn,
I am so, so sorry to hear about your loss. I think of you and your brother frequently and the kindness you showed when my parents passed.
Once again, I’m sorry about Tim but what a lovely memory about the North Canton YMCA. I still remember the dances during the summers.