Timothy Sean Ivins

Tim, as he was known to friends or Sean to family, never married mainly because he couldn’t understand the concept of differing opinions. He did however sire a stunning likeness of a son, Taylor Ivins.

Tim was a long time member of the Fraternal Order of Eagles in Springboro or as his family would refer to it, his second home. He was a 15 year member of Waynesville Masonic Lodge #163 and a 32* Mason at the Scottish Rite Valley of Dayton for the last 5 years. Influenced by his uncle Okie to join, Tim was a proud Mason, leaving the Masonic symbol in hardening concrete on every worksite.

He studied horticulture at the Warren County Joint Vocational School (later to be renamed the Warren County Career Center due to the obvious innuendos) and worked in landscaping. He went on to work in concrete and own his own company. After that he had worked in different types of construction with the last 12 years being at A & A Safety. He loved being in a union and realized that with those beautiful benefits that he should have done it long ago.

As a kid, he loved helping out at the horse barns of the Lebanon Raceway where both his father Tim and his uncle Danny were harness racing jockeys. He would join them in the winner’s circle for pictures of which he still had.

Tim played football for the Springboro Panthers High School team and later loved coaching Pee Wee football for Springboro. He absolutely loved coaching and cherished all the memory books the teams would make for him at the end of their season. He kept those too!

He was quite the fan of the Ohio State Buckeyes, Cincinnati Bengals and the Cincinnati Reds. You only had to look in his closet to realize this.

Tim enjoyed cooking and could be quite adventurous at times, which didn’t always work out. Basically disastrous according to his lifelong friend Steve Downey referring to the roasted oysters that they were attempting. However, Tim certainly had it down to a science when it came to cabbage! And oh, that collection of cast iron skillets!!

Tim was an avid collector of coins, baseball cards, really good bourbon and pictures of people flipping him off. He enjoyed fishing, hunting, casinos, making fancy recreational chocolates, and just about any and everything Big Lebowski (again the t-shirts). He even had a Lebowski board game that he was looking forward to playing. One of his favorite hobbies as told by his close friend Tim Charlton (and I must bleep due to this being public) was “giving people sh….” Well, you get it.

Tim had been a member of Mensa, reading psychological textbooks from the 1800’s just for fun. Who does that?

Tim taught his older sister Paula that you can’t pick on someone forever before they eventually pop you in the lip.

He taught his baby brother Eddie the long slow task of tying his shoes and that a broken thumb shouldn’t keep you from a football game.

Tim taught his son, Taylor to play football and baseball, how to stand up for yourself and that respect trumps all.

He taught his many nieces and nephews that family is supportive even when you don’t always get to see each other as often as you’d like. To them he was Uncle Sean, Seanycakes or Donut Man. He adored kids and as a kid you knew you were special if he called out, “Hey maggot!”

His mother Marianne would tell you that he was a big teddy bear with the biggest heart sending those mushy kind of mother’s day cards that made her day.

When Tim loved, he loved with all his heart whether friend or family. He had deep emotions but only shared those ”less manly” ones with very special people. He is described by friends as loyal, helpful, ornery, funny, a giver of giant bear hugs and a giver of (you know what). He’d always ask “What can I do for you”?

Tim lived by a code. Unfortunately he was the only one privy to the rules of said code which could be very confusing when you’d break them. If so, you could be cut off for years and still be trying to figure that one out. Or you rightly deserved it.

Tim was not everyone’s cup of tea. So what? He was certainly authentic. Plus, he had a great giggle and “butterfly fingers” when he was talking excitedly about something. Quite the dichotomy. A man with the broadest shoulders yet the biggest heart.

“What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?” Although he was not perfect, any that truly knew him would answer, Tim Ivins. And his reply? Well, it would most likely be “The dude abides”.

Tim/Sean is survived by his son Taylor Ivins (children Heaven Cochran, Alanna Whited) mother Marianne Cummins (husband Dave), father Tim Ivins (wife Carolyn, child Missy Gibson), sister Paula Ivins (babyDaddy Niall, children Desmond, Ada & Leo Kingston) brother Eddie Worthington (wife Tiffany, son Michael) Stepsister Nikki Worthington Hansen, Nieces Heaven & Emily Worthington and numerous aunt and uncles and cousins too long to list but who are not forgotten.

In addition to his grandparents, he was preceded in death by his aunt Lorraine & uncle Larry Ivins and nephew Simon Kingston.

Tim will be cremated prior to his Celebration of Life that will take place at the Springboro Eagles on Sunday June 12th from 2-6 pm (food 2-4 pm). Please dress in your favorite t-shirt (preferably his favorite sports teams or anything Lebowski - you get it) and be prepared to roast this man. Tim always loved a good story. Let’s tell many!

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to: FOE Springboro Eagles #4014 125 E. Central Ave. Springboro, OH 45066

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.andersonfunerals-franklin.com for the Ivins family.