Thanks Timmy

Hi Timmy.

It's been a week now since we said goodbye. I don't know why our paths never crossed before last summer but I'm sure glad they did. I probably knew you the least of everyone in the theatre last week but I feel like I've known you all my life. You'd call me just to talk (man you can talk for hours!) and, honestly, I'd hang up, look at the phone and say to myself "Who the hell is this guy!!! I just met him and he's talkin my head off!. He's got something up his sleeve….". Of course, I was wrong about that wasn't I?

I never told you this but when I was looking for a rigger I called a friend and asked for a referral. Before I could even get the "er" in rigger out of my mouth the answer that came back was "Call Timmy Keogh. Here's his number." The referral wasn't to Top Knotch or to the office number. It was to you and your cell and I can see why that was. It's because you ARE Top Knotch and everyone you brought in was an extension of you. Your spirit and energy flowed so naturally to every member of your crew. That's what I think I miss the most right now. Your energy and your vibe and your spirit and your damn smile. I don't think I've ever met anyone who smiled as much as you and now I can't get that smile outta my head.

Thanks Timmy, for letting me know you a little. Thanks for the comfort you gave me knowing that I always had a Top Knotch crew. Thanks for your smile.

Bo Holst

Remembering Tim

"Yes!" It was always "yes."  Did he have other words in his vocabulary?  Of course, but the word I always heard was "yes".  Tim was a stagehand, in fact a very talented one, but more than that he understood, as much as anyone I have known, that he was in a service industry.  That was his core.  His heart.  Yes!  

I will never forget having to call him, hat in hand, to ask for some consideration on a project, now forgotten. I only remember that I was not happy to be asking for it.  So I beat around the bush a little bit and finally blurted out that I had to ask for a favor.  "Yes!" he said, immediately.  "Now what's the favor?"  I can imagine even now his mile-wide smile while he said this over the phone.  That was Timmy.  Generous beyond all measure.  I am honored that he considered me a friend, enough to help me in this whole-hearted way.

But it wasn't me.  It was Tim.  That's who he was.  If there was any way to help, he would help.  If he could lighten the mood, he'd laugh that infectious laugh, and soon we would all be laughing.  If a solution to some intractable problem was needed, he'd offer it up as though anyone could have thought of it.

Yes, I will miss you my friend.

Steve Botkin

sbotkin@verizon.net

a small remeberance

It is difficult to imagine that WE will not seeing Tim's smile turning
the corner. He was smart, kind, and a consummate proffesional. .From
the time I met him at Shea Stadium working at a concert for the Who
He always smiled, contributed his all and give 250n%. On gigsI would
always get the runner to stop by to get his starbucks order. One time
at a Robin Hood Gala I had a runner who did not speak starbucks

the runner totally messed up his order, when I apologetically gave
him the screwed drink he thanked me, and said shacking his head
saying I don't know about you, you're slipping having a runner who
did not speak starbucks…ever since then I always checked the fluency
of the runners starbucks . I will cherish Timmy's smiling eyes, easy
charm and joie du vie. I will keep the girls and Jill in my thoughts
and my sympathy goes out to all who knew him. He will be sorely missed.

jiLL KEOGH said...

The stories I am reading about my husband are bringing me to tears, he was so loved as a person and as a fair, hardworking, and honest boss. My daughters and I feel the pain of his loss everyday hour of the day, I know through time that hopefully this pain won't be as intense. I tell my girls how much their "Daddy" loved them everyday.

Tim and I in every sense of the word were partners. We shared all our thoughts on a personal level and talked about every job he was going to do or spoke many times on the job about how things were going and "what can make it happen better".

I will not let everything Tim worked for die as well, he loved what he created and the crew that made TKP. I may not be Tim but I will be there for his crew and clients just as he was. We were born 4 days apart and always joked that we were practically twins.

He always said to me, "you are the strongest person I know". My love for him and his children keep me going everyday. Please know I may not be Tim but, his spirit lives inside me. We could just look at each other and know what the other one was thinking.

I give my solemn promise that, just as Tim did, to do the upmost job for his clients and his crew. I know I can never fill his shoes but I will do my best. TKP will continue, it is the only thing I have and soon getting to know everyone will just make me feel closer to him. I knew all the names but, soon I will know your faces. I look forward to meeting all of you and hearing more stories.

Thank you for all the love and support you are showing to me and his "girls", it took me a while to read this, but I'm glad I did.
Much Love
Jill

JANUARY 2, 2010 8:35 AM 

I filled out start paperwork on the Papal stage for A. Terzi Productions in 1995, when Emiliano, whom I met in December 1993, brought me to Central Park. I did not work on the Pope show. I cannot remember how long it was before I was booked to work at the Palladium and told to find Kelly Britt, who was the head on the first job I worked on for Terzi. I am sure I made a great impression when I said I would need to leave his show by 6:00pm so that I could make a show call at the Joyce Theater where I was on staff, but being paid 50% less.

Basically, any chance after that when I could to pick up some extra days I would. I must have met Tim on another Terzi gig during this time. He would have had long hair. Frank Marty had long hair. It seemed like all of the heads had long hair (except for Chris Martin) so I figured that I would grow my hair long, too. I was never blessed with hair that grew long, but if this was the Terzi way, I would embrace it.

By May 1997 I had worked for a dozen not-for-profit arts companies, and it was clear that the not-for-profit world and I were not a good match. After the last of these, a brief tour with Dance Theater of Harlem which secured me a IATSE card, I called up Nick Yang in May 1997 and said I was now available full time. I spent much of that summer with Nkosi, Duncan Raymond, Karen Ludeman, and Otis Howard clamoring around the grid at VH-1 earning a nickname few people these days still use; Nkosi, Junior, Karen and Tommy Robinson being the exceptions. Otis started to hire me and recommended me to others for outside gaffer work. In November 1997 I did three Oprah Winfrey shows at the Manhattan Center with Sarah Fergusson, Janet Jackson, and Paul McCartney.

By December I had had a great run of work with Terzi. It was the best job I had ever had, and I loved the people I worked with, and I was making contacts that led to even cooler things. I had a job offer come up to spend a few weeks in Paris for almost no money but a place to stay and a per diem. I was nervous about leaving a good thing with Terzi for another that was definitely short-term. Encouraged by Karen, I asked Tony about it. He said, “Don’t worry about it. Go! Go and learn some stuff, have a great time. There will be a job here when you get back.”

No boss had ever given me that kind of freedom before, and I’ve loved him and Terzi/Top Knotch ever since.

As Tony phased himself out of the company and more and more of my checks were coming from Top Knotch Productions, I was concerned as to who would care for the company, and who would look after me the way Tony had, and all those who looked up to Tony had. Karen spoke on my behalf every chance she got, and it meant I got to work, and head up projects. But now what?

As I worked more and more with Timmy, who was Top Knotch, it was clear why Tony had made his choice. A worker and a boss, as Tony had been. He commanded the respect of the people he worked with, and the clients he worked for, and if he had Tony’s blessing, that was the kicker.

I would follow Tim for years after that. Terzi and then Top Knotch had offered me more than a job or a paycheck, but responsibility, and a sense of place. Each time I worked on a job that was bigger than anything I had worked on before, it was with either for Top Knotch, or through contacts who had known me as one of Timmy’s guys. September 1998 he offered me the head electrician job on a big show at the NY Hilton that, per the client, was understaffed. We were in seven ballrooms including one we did not have access to until 5pm the day of the event. It was 1700 cuts of color, 1100 amps per leg, and by the end of it Timmy and Ray had sent more than 30 guys above the original call to help with the load out. I worked 40 hours straight, and Timmy was in the truck, loading. Timmy had your back. Always.

I did an overnight call on a project called Quebec New York at the World Financial Center on September 10^th, 2001 and we had another all nighter scheduled for that Tuesday. I was the electrician, but that night/morning there was a scaffold to build and decks to cut before the business day started, so I’m wearing a harness, and running a saw, and covered in sawdust from head to toe. Timmy and I laughed about it so much that he insisted on taking a picture at about 7 o’clock in the morning. And then he asked me if I wanted to stay on and work the day shift, too.

I declined. Karen’s birthday party was that day, and I figured I could get some rest, go to the party, and be ready for the focus call that night. Plus the Canadian electricians were jerks and had no paperwork, and doing 40 hours straight with them didn’t sound like fun at all. I woke up to the phone ringing after 11am; the towers were gone, and the hardest part of that day was thinking that my friends were gone, too. I don’t have any idea how many times I tried to make contact with Ray, who was furiously trying to reach everyone, too. I think I was caught totally off guard when I called Tim’s cell phone and he answered, and he gave me more of an update on people than anyone else had.

Work didn’t matter after that. We all knew it would be a while before any clients had jobs again, but what I knew was that I didn’t want to work unless it was for Top Knotch. The first job that came back which put a bunch of us back to work was a tribute show, and it was like a family reunion. Seeing people you had only spoken to, or had last worked with before 9/11. In November I went downtown for the first time to recover the gear from the Financial Center. Work had brought me down there in the first place, and now I was going back to work---for Top Knotch. Sometime during that load-out (salvage) was when I knew we would be OK. We spent our time inside with dust masks on, looking out at the pit which was still burning, but outside, as they carved I-beams out of the façade of the AmEx building, Timmy and his crew were throwing a football around on the plaza like kids, and it felt great.

By then I would follow Tim anywhere. In February 2002 was the World Economic Forum which had switched from Davos to New York City, and there was a big party on all floors of the New York Stock Exchange. Security was so tight that it made more sense to spend the night at the Exchange rather than go through the line again. I ran a hit squad that went to each room to fix whatever needed to be fixed, and we made such a good impression on Tony Melchior, one of the production managers, that he practically demanded to have me run his summer crew, even though Tim had already picked me for the job.

That led to five seasons of Evening Stars in Battery Park, itself a series that grew from September 11^th as the stage had been on the plaza of the World Trade Center that morning. Lisa and I met during the run in 2002. Sometime after that Tim gave me the best advice about getting married and having a family, and I followed him into it, and Lisa and I were married by Evening Stars 2004. By Stars 2006 I had followed him into fatherhood. By 2008, like him, I was the father of girls. My youngest daughter’s middle name is Ava. Pretty much everything I know and love grows out of the relationship I have had with Top Knotch, and I have Tim to thank for it.

Our business relationship was as such that when he asked me what I wanted to be paid for something, I would say, “Tim this is how this is going to go…You are going to name a fee, and I am going to say OK.”

Of course, things didn’t always go as planned, and a confession on my part is due. I wanted to work for Tim so much that I would be offered jobs and accept them even though I knew I would suck at them. I never had the diplomacy he did, nor the patience, nor the self control. He could be protective without being fierce. Diplomatic without the confrontation. I could never extract myself gracefully from things before I had stuck my foot in my mouth or worse. I would go home at night so upset with myself for losing it, or potentially screwing it up for Tim and the company, and wishing I had never said yes in the first place. The last job I did for Tim was one of those. The last thing I wrote to Tim on September 18^th was, “I think I should resign.”

It’s really taken me 5 years to get to this point---an unwinding of loyalty, nostalgia, love, and need. I transitioned out of Top Knotch by starting another business to step away because I couldn’t do the same thing for anyone else, and then I got lucky at the right time to find a place doing what I really like. But nothing can replace how good it felt to be a part of Top Knotch.

I last saw Tim on my 40^th birthday. I wasn’t working for Top Knotch but for the client directly, and he was the staging supervisor on a show that was too big to fit into the space, and it had beaten him up. I had just taken the test for Local 52 and it had beaten me up. Kelly Britt, my first Terzi head, had started calling me for 52 work at the end of 2008, and all of my hopes for a new direction in my career were dependent on the outcome of that test. There was comfort in seeing Tim, that even if I left the day-to-day parts of Top Knotch that it was still likely that I might get an assignment in which I would thrive. I trusted Tim with that. I was looking forward to growing old with him talking about our girls.

Losing Tim as a friend, a boss, a teacher of work, of work ethic and of family is crushing and cruel. No matter what the job was, he was the reason I wanted to go to work. I will always owe him that; I feel like I owe him everything.

I miss you, my friend,

Jim McNeal

PS

Lisa worked with Tim more recently than I. Again it was a show that was oversized. She described it to him as “trying to paint your studio apartment with all of your furniture still inside.” Timmy laughed and improved on the thought by saying it is like “moving a three bedroom apartment into a studio apartment, and then trying to paint it.”

jiLL KEOGH said...

I love you my sweetheart and miss you so much.
Love
Jill

JANUARY 2, 2010 8:41 AM 

Memorial Service

Timmy's Memorial is scheduled for:

Hudson Theater
145 West 44th Street
New York, NY 10036

30 January 2010
11:00am

Emailing: DSC_0192

may I share my picturesof timmy at the top of his game with his family and
friends.although I am a relatively new member of his extended family,our
relationship grew fast and strong.
we met on the set of regis philbin's password,introduced to me by his
partner dave rossi as a new local 52 member.thus,I immediately adopted him.
I valued his skills(a master rigger),his work ethic,his great personalility
and his integrity.
during a shared lunch,he mentioned an upcoming gig with the pope.i told him
that I had attended mass at yankee stadium in 1964 as a young altar boy.he
told me I would meet the pope.true to his word,he called amonth later and
gave me a week's work.
it was there that I caught our brother running a smooth show with my camera.
this past summer we spent in upper connecticut ,away from our families,where
we bonded over shared meals ,fishing and tim's first golf game.like
everything else he was a natural.
may god bless this fine man and take care of his beautiful family and may he
rest in peace
amen
jimmy gartland
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I did not know Tim as well as some, but our lives intermingled professionally for many years. I knew him as a fearless climber, a consummately professional rigger, and a fair and intelligent boss. His sense of humour and his deep concern for those he worked with always brought a smile to my face the moment I knew I would be working with him. I was always relieved to see his face on a jobsite as I knew that "things would be taken care of". His welcoming smile and handshake was always a great way to start a day. It was always a pleasure to follow where he led and I'm sure that I, and many others, would have followed him " to hell and back ", as they say. I remember the gleam in his eyes and the beam in his face whenever I asked after " the family", a love so strong it could not and never was concealed. To say that he will be missed is an understatement of enormous proportion, to say that he will be remembered is a solemn promise. I will remember him when I come in with a smile at work. I always told him" It'll keep them guessing ....". Love you Timmy. Razor

DECEMBER 17, 2009 5:25 PM 

Keogh Children’s Educational Fund

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be sent to the Keogh Children's Educational Fund c/o Jeremy Vishno, Vishno Law Firm Trustee, 183 Sherman St. Fairfield, CT 06824.

tim

Tim was more of a brother to me than a friend.  For the past ten years he and I have made designer's dreams on paper become reality.  Tim always saw a way I didn't and vise versa.  I will only be solving half the production issues from here on out. Tim I will never forget you and will miss your warm personality and your helping hand.

____________________________

Brad Hafer

Atomic Lighting

brad@atomiclighting.tv

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This news brings to mind the thought that one hopes never to outlive one’s children, such is the pain one feels for a bright good and clever life that’s been simply snatched away without warning. Tim was so good, so capable, so reliable that he seems a fixture in our landscape, and asking the question “So who have we got on that?” and hearing the answer was “Timmy” meant that it was sorted, attention could be given to other things and TK whether that stood for Top Knotch or Timmy Keogh would be totally on it.

As a designer, there’s always that something extra, the thing you really want to change at the last minute because it’s suddenly become obvious there was a better way to do it, or the director just moved his camera and something else has to move as well, and one’s spirits sink because you’re going to have to go back and ask the crew ever so nicely if they’d even entertain the task at the end of a day when there’d not been enough time from the get-go. The numbers of times I’ve gone to Timmy, and he’s just said “Yes” – just like that that with no further discussion, is what placed him on a pinnacle for me. He was the best, always smiling, always ready to make it happen, and always bringing great people who he lead and made sure that they shared that attitude.

I already miss him dreadfully and my heart goes out to his family and all of us who shared love and respect for a great guy

Tom McPhillips and all of us at Atomic

DECEMBER 7, 2009 10:03 AM 

In Memory Of Tim Keogh

 Of the many people I encountered when I set off in this business, few have had as great an impression on me than Tim Keogh.

  

 Tim was a leader who was knowledgeable, thoughtful, talented, and caring.  He had a great smile, and a lot of patience.  Tim was fair, and kind to the many that worked with him, or for him.

 I will look back with fond memories of Tim.  Thoughts that I was lucky to know Tim, and lucky to learn from him is my only solace.

 My thoughts are with Timmy, and his family during this tragic time.

 -Greg Cangemi

  gcangemi@aol.com

For Jill and the girls

I wrote this just two years ago and never in a million years thought I would be sharing it in this way. I sent this out to our mailing list today, and I wanted to share it with you all, who knew Tim so well. Jill, know that you and your girls are in our thoughts and prayers and Timmy, know you were loved and you will be missed.

In love and gratitude,

Brian Stark

12/7/09 - Grief

When we lose someone who is dear to us, it can feel like there is a hole in our life that can never be filled.

In these moments our emotions are so big, our hurt so great, that we can see nothing but the emptiness where they used to be, the void in our life that replaced who we love.

The love that we had becomes the grief that we feel, because we can no longer see, with our human eyes, the love that is still there. The love that will always be there, for the Universe is nothing but love.

Loss is just a word that we have attached to the process of transformation. And because of our limited vision we cannot see the big picture or the outcome, so we assume that love is gone forever.

But as we get present and still our mind for even a second, we can begin to listen to the conversation, we can hear the Truth.

Take a deep cleansing breath and know that no matter the appearance, the love that you shared with your loved one is still there, in your life, right now. It has always and will always be there, for it is Divine Love in your life.

Remember, even in our grief, the Universe always loves us and is always there.

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With so much love to our friend Timmy Keogh's wife and daughters. 

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Timmy

I've known and worked with Tim for 10 years.

I recently did a gig with Tim this fall.  After the load-in, the crew went out for drinks.  Tim  bought the 1st round of drinks, because he was like that.   We sat down next to each and started chatting about all the things we had in common--Connecticut, our kids, everything-- except work.  Somewhere in the conversation Timmy mentioned that he was approaching 40.  I was stunned, I always thought he was older then me.  Thinking back, I suppose that was because I always admired and respected Tim.  The way you admire an older brother for what they are able to accomplish.   Tim accomplished so much--he was a great rigger,  a great  supervisor, a great businessman, a proud father  and a great friend.  And he did it all with a smile and that incredible contagious laugh.

That was the last time I saw Tim,  and I am very grateful for our casual time together.

We just did a show two weeks ago and for three days we kept saying  "We need Timmy Keogh on this gig".  A statement that will be said for many years to come. He will be sorely missed.

Peace my friend.

Christopher Landy ~ Lighting Designer

Vibrant Design LLC

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c: 917.974.9709

I met Timmy Keogh when we were both twenty-four years old.  He, a rope, and his ponytail, were stretched over the top of a scenic element at the Hudson Theater.  Timmy was dangling the dead end of a piece of hemp making it dance on the deck begging for a rigger, any rigger to attach it to a piece of scenery.  I dropped the Century zooms I was carrying and offered to help.  He asked,  "Do you know how to tie a bowline?"  I said, "No I'm a fucking retard" as I tied it.  I looked up and he was smiling that grin of his, the one that anyone who has known him knows so well.  I smiled.  Timmy and I got to know each other as co-workers, drinking, and Marlboro smoking companions.  We soon quit those activities  (him a little sooner than I did) and became friends.
Not long afterwards we found ourselves in the grid together at Unitel 76 working on American Journal I think, when we first discussed him asking out that hot make up girl (Jill), I approved, though I was dubious as to whether he could actually close the deal (little did I know that he had been laying the groundwork for a while).  
A couple of years later we were talking about the two potential girl names they were considering.  I swear they were choosing between Olivia and Agatha.  Timmy denied this later and refused to remember the other name, only able to imagine the one of the little girl he loved so, so, so, much (the others as well of course). 
We understood each other very, well growing into men together over glasses of water at his kitchen table on 117th street and talk of our children.  I knew that I could count on Timmy for anything in the whole world until this past Friday.  There are not many people that you can say that for in this life and now I and many others bothering to read this have one less.  I could have been a better friend to Timmy when we were still boys really and I will always regret that I wasn't.  I hope he knew that he could have counted on me for anything in the world too.  I think he did. (HYF) 

-Raf


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for Tim

The news of Timmy's passing came as a huge shock yesterday. It feels like just yesterday that I was standing on stage with him at the Apollo in September talking about our kids, showing each other pictures on our cell phones. His youngest and my only are about the same age, and he was telling me funny stories about how she had been escaping her crib, as my daughter had been doing the same. I can't remember the exact details of the story, but it was something like this: Tim and his wife kept finding her in her crib with tons of books that hadn't been in there and they kept thinking the older girls were putting them in the crib, until they realized she was climbing out, filling her crib with books and then climbing back in. He was clearly so proud of his girls and found so much humor in their antics... he obviously loved his family very much. As a parent, and thinking back on Tim laughing (that laugh!) about their antics and parenthood in general, it breaks my heart to think of them losing their father this early in life. 

Tim rigged lots of scenery of mine over the years, and I can't think of a single time he wasn't laughing and good humored about any load-in, no matter how good or how grim the show. He was a true professional, always delivering a great work environment for all those around him. Timmy will be sorely missed by all of us in this business who had the good fortune to work with him, but I feel certain he will be even more sorely missed as a husband, a father and a friend to those who knew him outside of work. What a terrible loss. 

Anne Brahic

lucki designs inc.

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(CELL) 917-771-7501

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We will all miss Tim immensely. He was a great man who always made everyone feel good that was around him, whether at work or just hanging out. My deepest sympathy to his family and friends. He touched many of us with his loving and sincere personality and his willingness to tackle the impossible and make it look easy. Such a shame for the world to lose a person like Tim.

John Healy

DECEMBER 6, 2009 12:42 AM 

When I first met Timmy I was struck by his positive attitude and ever-smiling face. I chalked it up to his youth but through the years of working with him in a variety of venues and stressful situations the smile never faltered. After several years of being away from Terzi I bumped into Timmy on the street – the smile was still there and I immediately felt as if the last time I’d seen him had been 2 minutes ago, and not 2 years – he had the ability to make you feel like the most important person in the world. The world is now poorer for his absence.

-Sid Curtis

DECEMBER 6, 2009 2:24 PM 

This earth is indeed a smaller place without Tim. He inspired myself and I'm sure many of you to be greater than we already were. I am almost speechless and offer my deepest condolences to the family. Tim, you will be missed by every person whose life you touched. Sleep in heavenly peace, my friend.
Michael Mittelsdorf

DECEMBER 6, 2009 12:56 AM 

Tim always came through even if you had a last minute gig. He will definitely be missed! Condolances to all his family and friends.

Tina Magnuson

DECEMBER 5, 2009 7:45 PM 

Our deepest sympathies to the family - Timmy was a wonderful person, and rigger
From Erica Payne and Sven Ringwald

R.I.P Tim...You were a mentor to me and many others and we will all miss u. May God Bless you and your family...

Anthony Guadalupe

Stories for his girls

My little goal is to compile these thoughts & images into a book for his girls. The thing that hurts me the most, as the mom of little girls, is that they won't know their dad as adults - how smart, strong, compassionate, hard-working and just plain funny he was.

And they'll miss all the good stories, and there are so many. If you have a good one, even a funny one, please don't think it's inappropriate to post it.  It's the good stuff we want to remember and pass on to his girls.

Lisa Wilson

Lisa Ann Wilson

The Usual Suspects

Always Honest, Always Fair

When I moved to New york about 8 years ago, I came with the hope that I would be able to find work, knowing it would be hard being 40 years old and trying to uproot and move to the toughest town in America. After weeks and weeks of searching I had begun to give up.  Sitting in a bar on the upper west side with Jennifer Helman, with whom I was staying and an old and dear friend of Timmy's, Jen dialed her phone.."Hey sweetheart", she said "I've got a friend sitting here whose desperate for work, he knows his stuff Tim and I think he would work out well for you."....."Tell him to be at Irving Plaza at 2a.m. tomorrow". Were Timmy"s words. Since that day in april many years ago,I have done 100's of jobs with this Dear Sweet Wonderful Man. I had worked with the best before and it was obvious to me that Tim was one of them, not just his attention to safety and detail that defined him..but always his perpetual honesty and fairness that he extended to everyone he worked with. I also watched his "Mother Lion" toughness when it came to less than perfect treatment of his crew.  And we were TIMMY'S Crew. This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, just trying to come to terms with Tim's passing is going to take a long time for all of us, the grief and sadness I feel for Jill and the girls is at times unbearable and I truly hope that their Faith and the Love and Care of Tim's family and friends will provide some small comfort in the trying times that lay ahead. I truly believe that if Timmy had a last wish it would be for the business he put his Heart and Soul in to continue...and I know he would want everyone to do their best and to look out for each other. So as for all of us, the ones that know each other and the ones who have yet to meet, may we hold tight to the Memory of Tim
Lee Towery

I have known Timmy and some of the rest of you guys for almost 20 years going back to the days at National, and although I have not seen him in a few years it comes to a great and unpleasent shock that I wont see his smiling face or experience his joyful positive atitude, or even his good natured ragging on me, again. From the days of Terzi and then Top Knotch, and my own production gigs, working with and for Tim was unlike most production work in the City. It was always like working with an extreamly large family. I always looked forward to walking into the gig and seeing everyone and catching up before the call started, and the slaps on the back and handshakes at the back of the truck. Even when the gigs were tough, the rain, mud and sun, cold, whatever, there was always something about a Top Knotch gig that made it better than others. This difference I think can be attributed to Timmy, the kind of person he was, his ethic, his humor, his fairness, his hard work. Good people like Timmy attract good people. I have missed working with Timmy over the last few years, and I will miss him more now, but the memories, experiences and people I have met when working with Timmy will stick with me.

Colin Brown

Dr. Keogh

Tim had the best laugh - recognizable from across the house. Tim's
attitude toward the gig was a fine example to everyone who work with
him. He always spoke so highly of his wife and three girls. His love
for them beamed out of his face whenever someone asked how they were
doing. For fourteen years he called me "Dr. West." I called him "Dr.
Keogh." We will certainly miss the good doctor. It was an honor to
know him.

Soren West

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Tim Keogh

I had great respect for Tim and always looked forward to working with him and his team.  I will always remember how lovingly he spoke of his growing family, and how proud he was.  My sincerest condolences to his family and many friends at this most difficult time.
Eileen Bernstein
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Timmy & Junior

Hard to beat that smile. Outside MTV in May 2000

Tim Keogh

Dear friends and colleagues:

For those of you who haven't heard this sad news, Tim Keogh passed away yesterday. I do not represent the family nor Top Knotch, but over the last 13 years I have had the pleasure of knowing him, and by working for him, I met my wife, and nearly all of you. I have also collected a handful of email addresses over the years, and I simply wanted to get the word out so that as many of us as possible could come together sometime in the next few days and mourn his loss, once arrangements have been made. Please pass on this news to others who may not have heard, as there is no way I could possibly reach even a small portion of the people he touched.

Sadly,

Jim McNeal