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The last time I saw Tim, I called him collect from a gas station outside of Boston because I’d locked my keys in my car. I never do lock my keys in my car. I was a bit distraught. Tim rolled quickly to my rescue and waited with me till the highway patrol guy with the sense of humor popped my lock…all before my coffee (also locked inside my car) had a chance to get cold. Tim is the definitive good brother.