Tim Carroll passes on.

[Michael Hogan]

When Tim Carroll posted his essay The Whole Bay of Pigs Thing: From Dallas to Watergate, it resulted in a lengthy, productive thread. Tim gave detailed and thoughtful responses throughout the thread. That Tim and his research are held in high esteem here is evidenced by these comments:

http://educationforum.ipbhost.com/index.ph...ost&p=45642

Good stuff, Tim....

.....Again, excellent piece.

James

Great article Tim....

Tim, Good work.....

Excellent work Tim, very thorough, and you have a lot of good points. I'd thought about the Dallas/Watergate connections before, but never in great detail.

Excellent paper, Tim. You have picked up where Carl left off..... Great job.

Dawn

Good work, Tim..... Your analysis well presented.

An excellent article Tim. Thank you for those notes and references, this has given me a lot of leads I want to explore....

Tim: I read your paper with detailed interest. This is a fine job of research and your are to be commended. The younger generation would do well to look closely as to what you have submitted....

Thanks Tosh Plumlee

Tim Carroll. Great Paper. You are a careful historian, and this story suggests as much as it tells....

Great paper, and it stimulated a good round of "collective intelligence".

Shanet

Tim

I appreciate the knowledge you all have to share on this site. It is very encouraging for me to be involved with this group....

Jim Root

[Myra Bronstein]

Here is Tim's article 'The whole bay of pigs thing, from Dallas to Watergate'. http://educationforum.ipbhost.com/index.php?showtopic=2322

As you can see, it sparked much debate and posited some very real theories and truths.

Where is the article? It was deleted and only the discussion remains.

Myra, I think it can be viewed here:

http://educationforum.ipbhost.com/index.ph...ost&p=14448

Thank you Mike.

[Jim Root]

Always helpfull, always a pleasure to work with. I am thankful that I had an opportunity to learn a great deal from Tim's fertile mind, thoughtful comments and wide range of well organized material.

Jim Root

[Bernice Moore]

Rest In Peace......Tim....

B.

[Mark Stapleton]

Very sad news considering Tim was still quite young. My condolences to Tim's family.

Farewell, Tim.

[Terry Mauro]

Very sad news considering Tim was still quite young. My condolences to Tim's family.

Farewell, Tim.

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More songs for Tim:

"Follow"

(Words by Jerry Merrick from Ritchie Havens's first album)

Let the river rock you like a cradle

Climb to the treetops, child, if you're able

Let your hands tie a knot across the table.

Come and touch the things you cannot feel.

And close your fingertips and fly where I can't hold you

Let the sun-rain fall and let the dewy clouds enfold you

And maybe you can sing to me the words I just told you,

If all the things you feel ain't what they seem.

And don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream.

The mocking bird sings each different song

Each song has wings - they won't stay long.

Do those who hear think he's doing wrong?

While the church bell tolls its one-note song

And the school bell is tinkling to the throng.

Come here where your ears cannot hear.

And close your eyes, child, and listen to what I'll tell you

Follow in the darkest night the sounds that may impel you

And the song that I am singing may disturb or serve to quell you

If all the sounds you hear ain't what they seem,

Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream.

The rising smell of fresh-cut grass,

Smothered cities choke and yell with fuming gas;

I hold some grapes up to the sun

And their flavour breaks upon my tongue.

With eager tongues we taste our strife

And fill our lungs with seas of life.

Come taste and smell the waters of our time.

And close your lips, child, so softly I might kiss you,

Let your flower perfume out and let the winds caress you.

As I walk on through the garden, I am hoping I don't miss you

If all the things you taste ain't what they seem,

Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream.

The sun and moon both are right,

And we'll see them soon through days of night

But now silver leaves on mirrors bring delight.

And the colours of your eyes are fiery bright,

While darkness blinds the skies with all its light.

Come see where your eyes cannot see.

And close your eyes, child, and look at what I'll show you;

Let your mind go reeling out and let the breezes blow you,

Then maybe, when we meet, suddenly I will know you.

If all the things you see ain't what they seem,

Then don't mind me 'cos I ain't nothin' but a dream .

And you can follow; And you can follow; follow...

"The Great Mandala (The Wheel Of Life)"

(Peter Yarrow)

[Verse:]

So I told him that he'd better shut his mouth

And do his job like a man.

And he answered "Listen, Father,

I will never kill another."

He thinks he's better

than his brother that died.

What the hell does he think he's doing

To his father who brought him up right?

[Chorus:]

Take your place on The Great Mandala

As it moves through your brief moment of time.

Win or lose now you must choose now

And if you lose you're only losing your life.

[Verse:]

Tell the jailer not to bother

With his meal of bread and water today.

He is fasting 'til the killing's over.

He's a martyr, he thinks he's a prophet

But he's a coward, he's just playing a game

He can't do it, he can't change it

It's been going on for ten thousand years.

[Chorus:]

Take your place on The Great Mandala

As it moves through your brief moment of time.

Win or lose now you must choose now

And if you lose you're only losing your life.

[Verse:]

Tell the people they are safe now

Hunger stopped him, he lies still in his cell.

Death has gagged his accusations.

We are free now, we can kill now,

We can hate now, now we can end the world.

We're not guilty, he was crazy,

And it's been going on for ten thousand years!

[Chorus:]

Take your place on The Great Mandala

As it moves through your brief moment of time.

Win or lose now you must choose now

And if you lose you've only wasted your life.

I'll Remember You

(Words and music by Bob Dylan)

I'll remember you

When I've forgotten all the rest,

You to me were true,

You to me were the best.

When there was no more,

You would cut to the core

Quicker than anyone I ever knew.

When I'm all alone

In the great unknown,

I'll remember you.

I'll remember you

At the end of the trail,

I had so much left to do,

I had so little time to fail.

There's some people that

You don't forget,

Even though you've only seen'm

One time or two.

When the roses fade

And I'm in the shade,

I'll remember you.

Didn't I, didn't I try to love you?

Didn't I, didn't I try to care?

Didn't I sleep, didn't I weep beside you

With the rain blowing in your hair?

I'll remember you

When the wind blows through the piney wood.

It was you who came right through,

It was you who understood.

Though I'd never say

That I done it the way

That you'd have liked me to.

In the end,

My dear sweet friend,

I'll remember you.

I Will Remember You

(by Sarah McLachlan, Seamus Egan, and Dave Merenda)

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Remember the good times that we had?

I let them slip away from us when things got bad

How clearly I first saw you smilin’ in the sun

Wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one

I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I’m so tired but I can’t sleep

Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep

It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word

We are screaming inside, but we can’t be heard

But I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

I’m so afraid to love you, but more afraid to loose

Clinging to a past that doesn’t let me choose

Once there was a darkness, deep and endless night

You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

And I will remember you

Will you remember me?

Don’t let your life pass you by

Weep not for the memories

Weep not for the memories

Edited July 22, 2007 by Terry Mauro

[Mark Knight]

While I didn't have much direct interaction with Mr. Carroll, I must acknowledge that his postings always challenged me to THINK. For that alone, I should be forever grateful.

Rest well, Tim; your journey on this plane is over.

[Guest Stephen Turner]

"So wise, so young they say do never live long" Shakespeare Richard 111

To Tim's family and friends, Please except my condolences on your terrible loss.

A good guy, a careful historian and a seeker of truth.

[Charles Drago]

To all who love and respect Tim Carroll I offer my heartfelt sympathy.

He has found answers to his questions, and I have faith that he continues to be -- not as mere memory or historical abstraction, but as a personality in spirit. Eternal. Indomitable. Loving.

Charles Drago

[Dawn Meredith]

I received this today from Cris, Tim's loving and devoted wife.

Dawn

Friends of Tim:

My deepest appreciation for your kind and comforting words on hearing of Tim's death.

He was a man of many passions and a honed intellect with a touch of alchemy. Light and water were emblematic and important to him. I know that he would want you to continue your research and continue to raise your voices and shine a light on the great unanswered mystery of our lifetime. The assassination of JFK was a seminal moment in our childhood, a world-changing event, a touchstone for many from different walks of life, and a particular passion of Tim's. Your work on the forum stimulated a part of him that was important and that I, not being as well versed in the subject, could adequately address. He was an insatiable intellectual questioner and I know he would hope that your work continues so that we never forget or fail to inspire the next generation to carry on with questioning and challenging the status quo, seeking answers for the important questions, being involved in our communities, and cherishing life and your loved ones now.

I intend to print some of your tributes and his writings on the subject to display as part of the public memorial since this passion was very important to him and must be represented. By posting on the forum, you have made my task easier.

My best regards and sincere thanks.

Cris

[Pat Speer]

I met Tim briefly without knowing it in Dealey Plaza. We were talking to Groden at the same time. Later he sent me Groden's color version of the mystery photo. He was the first to put it online.

A few years back, Tim left the forum for a spell. If I remember correctly, he was tired of people abusing one another. Perhaps, in his honor, we can all be a little more civil to each other.

[John Simkin]

A few years back, Tim left the forum for a spell. If I remember correctly, he was tired of people abusing one another. Perhaps, in his honor, we can all be a little more civil to each other.

That is untrue but I have no objection it being believed if it results in everyone being more civil to each other.

[Myra Bronstein]

I received this today from Cris, Tim's loving and devoted wife.

Dawn

Friends of Tim:

My deepest appreciation for your kind and comforting words on hearing of Tim's death.

He was a man of many passions and a honed intellect with a touch of alchemy. Light and water were emblematic and important to him. I know that he would want you to continue your research and continue to raise your voices and shine a light on the great unanswered mystery of our lifetime. The assassination of JFK was a seminal moment in our childhood, a world-changing event, a touchstone for many from different walks of life, and a particular passion of Tim's. Your work on the forum stimulated a part of him that was important and that I, not being as well versed in the subject, could adequately address. He was an insatiable intellectual questioner and I know he would hope that your work continues so that we never forget or fail to inspire the next generation to carry on with questioning and challenging the status quo, seeking answers for the important questions, being involved in our communities, and cherishing life and your loved ones now.

I intend to print some of your tributes and his writings on the subject to display as part of the public memorial since this passion was very important to him and must be represented. By posting on the forum, you have made my task easier.

My best regards and sincere thanks.

Cris

Wow, Tim sure has one very special wife.

[J. Raymond Carroll]

I received this today from Cris, Tim's loving and devoted wife.

He was a man of many passions and a honed intellect with a touch of alchemy. Light and water were emblematic and important to him. I know that he would want you to continue your research and continue to raise your voices and shine a light on the great unanswered mystery of our lifetime. The assassination of JFK was a seminal moment in our childhood, a world-changing event, a touchstone for many from different walks of life, and a particular passion of Tim's. My best regards and sincere thanks.

Cris

I just heard the news today that Tim Carroll has passed away. I too join in the members expressions of sympathy to Cris and Tim's family.

The tragedy is that -- like JFK himself -- Tim was in his prime. As a historian and researcher, his special blend of knowledge and expertise in the history of the Kennedy era cannot be duplicated, but it can and will inspire others.

Rendezvous, by Alan Seeger, was one of John F. Kennedy's favorite poems. I feel certain that, as a man of courage himself, Tim approved it also.

I HAVE a rendezvous with Death

At some disputed barricade,

When Spring comes back with rustling shade

And apple-blossoms fill the air—

I have a rendezvous with Death

When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

It may be he shall take my hand

And lead me into his dark land

And close my eyes and quench my breath—

It may be I shall pass him still.

I have a rendezvous with Death

On some scarred slope of battered hill,

When Spring comes round again this year

And the first meadow-flowers appear.

God knows ’t were better to be deep

Pillowed in silk and scented down,

Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep

Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,

Where hushed awakenings are dear …

But I’ve a rendezvous with Death

At midnight in some flaming town,

When Spring trips north again this year,

And I to my pledged word am true,

I shall not fail that rendezvous.

[J. Raymond Carroll]

A few years back, Tim left the forum for a spell. If I remember correctly, he was tired of people abusing one another. Perhaps, in his honor, we can all be a little more civil to each other.

That is untrue but I have no objection it being believed if it results in everyone being more civil to each other.

I suspect that, as a true member of the Carroll Clan, Tim believed that furthering the inquiry into the truth about the assassination of JFK must take precedence over the sensibilities of the moderator, or even the "civility" of the forum.

Edited July 26, 2007 by J. Raymond Carroll