Timothy Moreno, 74, of Phoenix, Arizona, peacefully passed on June 6, 2021.
Timothy was born June 4, 1947, in Lyford, Texas to Timoteo and Florinda (Lucio) Moreno. He moved from to Arizona at the age of 10. Timothy graduated from South Mountain High School in 1966, where he excelled in multiple sports. After graduation he began attending Phoenix College; but was soon drafted into the Army. Timothy received medical combat training at Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, Texas. After his short military service Timothy returned home to Phoenix. In 1972 he married the love of his life, Nachita Villapudua.
Timothy was an avid gardener with a passion for plants. He worked at his own landscape company for nearly 40 years. In addition to gardening, Timothy enjoyed reading, watching sports, and had a devout passion for sharing the word of God.
Timothy is survived by his wife Nachita, of 49 years, daughters Loida and Elizabeth Moreno-Perla, son Ernie, grandchildren Jazmin, Alex, Jade, Skyler and Reese. Timothy was a loving husband, father and grandfather to all.
A memorial service will be held for Timothy on June 19, 2021, at 6:00PM at the Phoenix Central Spanish SDA Church, 821 W. Flower St, Phoenix, AZ 85013. Condolences and Hugs from Home may be expressed at www.whitneymurphyfuneralhome.com
Alex
It has been about 55 years since I last saw Tim. He was returning from his stint in the Army after being drafted. It seems his parents were able to convince the powers to be that he was a sole surviving son to carry on the family name and that he deserved an early honorable discharge. Since he was training to be a medic it was almost assured he would be sent to Vietnam. The year was 1967 and war causalities were quite heavy.
I became friends with Tim one day while walking to school around 1964. That morning I had discovered that my 10 speed bike had a flat tire. South Mountain High School was more than 2 miles away and I had no other option but to begin walking. I knew I would miss my first class.
I had hitchhiked in the past with little problem. So I started walking on Broadway Road with my back to the traffic and my thumb out on the way to school. Boy was I happy that someone stopped. It was Tim in his Chevy Covair! Yep, this is a close example of that car. LOL!
Tim had two other passengers in the car with him. They were a year after us… Freshmen Jimmy Razo and Oscar Castaneda. Tim went a couple of miles out of his way every day to provide rides for them to school. They each lived a little farther from school than me. Tim provided his telephone number and said to call him if I ever needed a ride to school. Every now and then I would. FYI, I met Jimmy in Saigon in 1969 and Oscar became my Best Man in 1972.
Tim was a good basketball player with an outstanding head fake and great set shot. Jimmy, Oscar, Tim and I (along with others) would play pick-up games at Hayden Park several times a week. We did this for a couple of years before the war interrupted everything.
None of us had money so we played handball during lunch at school. I don’t recall anyone every complaining of hunger. We got to be pretty good at handball.
We were not big enough to play football, but we were enthusiastic enough to attend games. We each carried a shopping bag full of newspaper confetti to home and away games to toss handfuls in the air when the team made good plays! This was when South Mountain had great teams. Some may remember Bob Wallace who played for the Chicago Bears.
Anyway, I wanted to share a little of my long ago memories of Tim…a life well lived.