Timothy B. Ingram

May 13, 1943 – July 2, 2013

Timothy B. Ingram, 70, Altoona, passed away early Tuesday morning at home after a courageous battle with cancer.

He was born in Altoona, son of the late Harry and Helen (Everhart) Ingram. He married his junior high school sweetheart, Dianne J. Hartley, on Aug. 24, 1963.

Surviving are his wife and best friend of almost 50 years; a son of whom he was so proud, Timothy S. and wife, Jennifer (Horton), of New Castle, Del.; two grandsons who were the light of his life: Dustin of Philadelphia and Cory of Hoboken, N.J.; four brothers: Richard of State College, Charles (Judy) of Pittsburgh, William (Gayle) in New Mexico and Thomas (Sylvia) of York; a special nephew, Greggie Ingram (Madelyn); a special “cuz,” Mary Jane Hammers; and several other nieces and nephews.

Tim served in the U.S. Navy and retired in 2004 from SKF with 38 years of service. He was a member of the Jaffa Shrine, a past captain of the Arab Patrol, and a member of the Masonic Blue Lodge. He volunteered with RSVP, Altoona Hospital and Altoona Water Authority. He was an active member of Fairview United Methodist Church.

Tim was an avid sports fan, enjoying any sport that included a ball. He also enjoyed his scratch tickets and slot machines. He will be remembered as a kind and gentle man.

To honor Tim’s wishes, his family will celebrate his life privately. There will be no public viewing or service.

Remembrances, if you choose, may be made to Fairview United Methodist Church or the charity of your choice.

Arrangements are by Mauk & Yates Funeral Home Inc., Juniata.

“When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room. Why cry for a soul set free! Miss me a little – but not for long and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared. Miss me, but let me go. For this journey that we all must take and each must go alone; it’s all a part of the Master’s plan, a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart, go to the friends we know, and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me, but let me go.”

– Edgar Albert Guest