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Gentle soul and beloved brother, uncle and friend, Timothy Jack Winget, 66, passed away in his home on May 13, 2018. He was born July 18, 1951 in Salt Lake City, Utah. Tim was the son of Clain and Lucille (Bingham) Winget.
Tim attended and graduated from Hill Crest High School of Salt Lake City, Utah, class of 1969. He was known for being quite the football player until knee injuries ended his playing days. He then continued his education at the University of Utah where he studied philosophy, art and literature.
Although Salt Lake City was Tim’s home, he moved to the Silver Valley in 2012 to take care of his father. Family was very important to Tim.
Throughout the years, Tim found work in retail sales but mainly worked in the landscaping industry. He enjoyed the outdoors and had a passion for making things beautiful. He was a proud member of the Arbor Day Foundation.
Tim was quite the artist. He loved to paint on tea stained paper, woodwork, and had a real talent in photography. Some of his work included flowers, trees, and his favorite bird- woodpeckers. His finest photographs are of his family members, especially of his beloved mother. It has been said that he had a knack for capturing her beauty. Several members of his family hold one, if not more, of Tim’s artwork. Tim also enjoyed working on cars, especially cleaning them up and making them beautiful again.
Tim is survived by his sisters Nancy (Arlen) Lish of Kingston, Idaho, Julie (Mike) Carroll of Salt Lake City, Utah; his brothers Terry Clain (Kathy) Winget of Salt Lake City, Utah, and Kip (Teri) Winget of Spanish Fork, Utah; as well as numerous nieces and nephews. Tim was preceded in death by his parents and his dear friend Tim.
The family will be holding a private celebration of Tim’s life at a later date.
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Vernon Cook
Tim and I were very good friends when we were in middle school. We even got our biking merit badges together. Unfortunately, sort of went our separate ways when we got into high school. I have a lot of fond memories of the times we spent together as kids and am sorry to hear that he has passed away.
Bob Mitchell
I'm very sorry to hear about Tim. We were very good friends for many years and then lost track of each other. One fond memory I had was when Tim was driving the family station wagon around hauling myself, another younger friend named Brett around. It had been snowing and the roads were starting to get a little slick. Tim was driving west on 70th south and started down Butler Hill. There was a car in front of us with an middle aged lady driving. Tim misjudged the distance a little bit and just how slick the road had become. As we slowly got closer to the car in front of us, it became apparent that we were going to slightly bump that car-neither of us going very fast. We would lightly bump the car in front of us and then gently be pushed a little back and then slightly bump the car in front of us again. During this event all three of us in the front seat broke out in uncontrolled laughter. This procedure repeated itself many time down Butler as Tim's attempts to brake did not work well. We were finally able to stop at the bottom of the hill when the grade was not so steep. The lady involved in this incident got out of her car in front of us and Tim got out of his parents station wagon to determine if there was any damage -- there was virtually none. The lady was not so mad about the incident as she was about our earlier uncontrolled laughter. This was some or the best laughter I ever experienced.
Dan Mackintosh
Tim was a good friend that I stayed in touch with up until a couple years ago when he changed his cell phone number. Even after he moved to Idaho to care for his dad, he would call me when he came back to Salt Lake and we would go to lunch where we would catch up on "everything happening in our lives". Tim was very committed to his dad and took great care of him for years. He was a gentle giant, quiet, but still had a sense of humor. I only found out earlier this week of his passing when I saw his sisters obituary, which mentioned that he preceded her in death. Again, he was a good friend.
Jeanne Yuhas
I didn’t know him well, but I thought of him as a gentle person.