Timmy's Bio
Timothy Paul Gagne Jr.
Timmy was born July 30th, 1988 in Southern Maine Medical Center, Biddeford Maine. He has an older brother Jeromy & a older sister Krista. Throughout his life even as a child, Timmy was happy, very rarely did we see him down. He always had such a wonderful smile on his face and that smile would light up the darkest of rooms.
Timmy loved to help people and was the “peacemaker”, he would do anything to help anyone and could be counted on to always lend a helping hand. He had a positive attitude and knew he could accomplish anything he set his mind to.
He had a very adventurous spirit, loved the outdoors and everything it had to offer. Timmy could often be found even as a young child perched on the highest branch of the tallest tree in the yard.
Timmy had a great passion for motorcycles, dirt bikes and 4 wheelers that started as a young child. When he was 3 or 4, Jeromy his big brother got a dirt bike. He watched as Jeromy learned to ride it. When Timmy was big enough to sit on it and reach the ground he was OFF… first around the front yard, then to a make shift track on the edge of the woods. When Timmy was about 10 we entered him into a motocross race in Skowhegan, Maine. That was Timmy’s first and last competitive race. He was more interested in riding for pleasure than riding to compete. He preferred to ride with his friends. As a group you could find Timmy and his friends riding something different all the time, from gopeds (scooters with motors), 50’s (mini dirt bikes), and pedal bikes. He also loved to skate, swim and snowboard. Timmy was always active and on the go.
He had such a bright future ahead of him. He was a very hard worker and had big plans for himself. He had drive and was committed to his dreams. He had learned some carpentry skills from his dad over the years and wanted to build himself a house. ( “In the woods” he would say. ) He often spoke about wanting land next to ours.
With the promise of such a bright future ahead of him, in a split second, June 2, 2007 at approximately 3am, at the age of 18, he was gone! All his dreams, SHATTERED! All of our dreams for him, ripped from us. We will never get to see him realize his dreams and reach his full potential.
What do we do? How do we go on? When someone so close to you (a part of you) that has been such a huge part of your existence for 18 almost 19 years, disappears, no goodbyes, nothing! What do you do? How do you ensure that he is remembered for the incredible young man he was? So full of life, so willing to help others.
What we do is, all we can to continue to help others in his name, we touch and impact the lives he never got to, and we support the causes he held dear. All the while, finding some peace through all of this and beginning a healing process that is sure to take the rest of our lives.
Timmy will be forever loved & missed by his family & countless friends.