Timothy Allen Gortney
January 14, 1956 – June 13, 2023
Timothy Allen Gortney, known affectionately as Tim, passed away in his home in Mechanicsville, Virginia on Tuesday, June 13, 2023. He was a beloved figure in his community and will be dearly missed.
Tim was born on January 14, 1956, to Ray and Betty Gortney. He grew up in Richmond, Virginia and held a strong bond with his family as well as his four-legged companion Duke. Alongside his father, Tim co-owned and operated Gortney’s Body Shop in Richmond’s North Side since 1983. Through his work, he touched the lives of many, earning a reputation for his skill, dedication, and care for his customers.
Animals held a special place in Tim’s heart. He had a particular fondness for his birds and the playful visits from squirrels at his window. Tim’s nature extended beyond animals, as he adored children and embraced the warmth of his neighbors. His kind spirit and friendly demeanor made him a beloved presence in the lives of those around him.
Beyond his professional accomplishments, Tim had a loving family. He leaves behind his only son, Travis (Zach); three sisters, Becky Parker (Joe), Deb Luck (Bill), and Liz Stanford (Bobby); and many nieces, nephews, and friends.
We will forever remember Tim for his kind heart, dedication to his work, and his genuine love for animals, children, and his community. May he find eternal peace, and may his memory bring comfort to all those who had the privilege of knowing him.
A Celebration of Tim’s Life will be held from 1 to 2 p.m. on Saturday, June 24, 2023, with a service to follow at 2 p.m. at Affinity Funeral Service, Mechanicsville Chapel, 8074 Mechanicsville Turnpike, Mechanicsville, VA 23111. This gathering will serve as an opportunity to reflect on Tim’s life, share stories, and support one another during this difficult time.
In honor of Tim’s memory, memorial gifts may be made to the Richmond SPCA. Tim’s caring spirit and love for animals will continue to live on through these contributions.
Tim, I can still remember you telling the story of the time in high school we were outside by tree and you telling us all that was poison ivy growing up the side of it. I said it wasn’t and you dared me to grab the leaves and rub it all over my body. That was a Friday afternoon and I was out sick the next few school days with poison ivy.
You always had a smile and every time we saw each other whether it was a year or 5 years, we just picked right up where we left off. Of course, I always had to hear you tell the story above but it was always great to see you and grab a beer.
You reminded me of an old rock song that stated “ I thank the Lord there’s people out there like you”.
Bless you, Tim. This world will not be the same without you.