Tim Reilly

Tim Reilly was a one of a kind husband, father, brother, uncle and dog-dad. Anyone who knew him, knew he was outspoken, honest and had the most blunt sense of humor that you've heard. He enjoyed soccer throughout his entire life, being an all-state goalie in high school and referee after. He felt a passion for soccer that we could all learn a bit from. He was a dedicated Notre Dame fan, where he lived by the motto: “God, Country, Notre Dame" each and everyday. He was kind and strong, would have given everything he had to others while in need. He was the one who was always available for a laugh, advice and some tough love when needed. When things got tough, he encouraged prayer and to believe there is a greater reason for all. We looked to him to be our rock, listener, coach, teacher, mediator, porch coffee partner and best friend. There will be a large spot missing in everyone’s world that he touched. Dad, you now will never have to miss a game or moment. We love and miss you, please guide us to victory.

Well I remember the leaves a fallin'
And far off music like pipes a callin.
And I remember the golden morning
I saw the long ranks as they were forming
And there’s a magic in the sound of their name
Here come the Irish of Notre Dame
The pilgrims follow by the sacred waters
And arm in arm go the sons and daughters
The drums are rolling and forward bound
They're calling spirits up from the ground
And there's a magic in the sound of their name
Here come the Irish of Notre Dame

Tim is a hero who left a life-saving legacy through organ donation.