Timothy Hooven Obituary

Our mother chasing him with a yard stick when he was about 4 years old.she never seemed quite fast enough to catch him. Ha ha.
His first day of school he was with us other kids getting ready to get on the bus at home when it was her. His turn to get on the bus he took off running. Everybody was on the bus yelling. Go Tim go. We never did catch him that day. Dad stayed home from work the next day to make sure he got on those were the days. When we were teenagers he was so darn skinny all his friends called him bones. He was always pretty ornery and what girls he did date somehow just did not hang around. Until he met Toby. He had met his match. From that a forward if you saw Tim .Toby was always close by.fishing, hunting,shooten guns,out to the Norwalk race track, and when he decided he wanted to drive truck which he did for years, Toby decided to learn to drive a big old semi and team drive with him. There's not enough room on here to write everything I would like to. I can say this. He will be missed. His brother, Bob