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Timothy Francis Briggs

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Timothy Francis Briggs

Birth
Taunton, Bristol County, Massachusetts, USA
Death
10 Sep 2012 (aged 52)
Chino Hills, San Bernardino County, California, USA
Burial
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Mr. Timothy F. Briggs, of Chino Hills, CA, formerly of Taunton, MA died Monday, September 10 at the age of 52 in his home following a six-year battle with brain cancer. He was the beloved husband of Suzanna (Lamm) Briggs. He was the son of John A. and Maryellen (Galligan) Briggs. He was born and raised in Taunton and served four years in the United States Navy where after, he settled down in California. He leaves: 2 sons: Jesse & Chance Briggs both of California. He was also the father of the late Johnny Ray Briggs also of California. He is survived by three brothers and two sisters, James A. Briggs and wife Lesa, of Dighton, MA, Daniel R. Briggs and wife Nancy of Fall River, MA, Thomas Briggs of Taunton, MA, Cheryl A. (Briggs) Semenec and husband Alfred, of Westport, MA, and Lisa M. (Briggs) Barrow and husband Steven of Berkley, MA. He also leaves six nieces, a great niece and a great nephew.

There will be a memorial service in his honor held on Sept. 22, at 11:00 AM at St Nicholas of Myra Church in North Dighton, MA. All are welcome to attend.

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Going to California
by Led Zeppelin

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going To California with an aching in my heart.

Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that they're all the same.

The sea was red and the sky was grey,
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
as the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.

Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.

Mr. Timothy F. Briggs, of Chino Hills, CA, formerly of Taunton, MA died Monday, September 10 at the age of 52 in his home following a six-year battle with brain cancer. He was the beloved husband of Suzanna (Lamm) Briggs. He was the son of John A. and Maryellen (Galligan) Briggs. He was born and raised in Taunton and served four years in the United States Navy where after, he settled down in California. He leaves: 2 sons: Jesse & Chance Briggs both of California. He was also the father of the late Johnny Ray Briggs also of California. He is survived by three brothers and two sisters, James A. Briggs and wife Lesa, of Dighton, MA, Daniel R. Briggs and wife Nancy of Fall River, MA, Thomas Briggs of Taunton, MA, Cheryl A. (Briggs) Semenec and husband Alfred, of Westport, MA, and Lisa M. (Briggs) Barrow and husband Steven of Berkley, MA. He also leaves six nieces, a great niece and a great nephew.

There will be a memorial service in his honor held on Sept. 22, at 11:00 AM at St Nicholas of Myra Church in North Dighton, MA. All are welcome to attend.

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Going to California
by Led Zeppelin

Spent my days with a woman unkind,
Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.
Made up my mind to make a new start,
Going To California with an aching in my heart.

Someone told me there's a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
Took my chances on a big jet plane,
Never let them tell you that they're all the same.

The sea was red and the sky was grey,
Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.
The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake
as the children of the sun began to awake.

Seems that the wrath of the Gods
Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;
I think I might be sinking.

Throw me a line if I reach it in time
I'll meet you up there where the path
Runs straight and high.

To find a queen without a king,
They say she plays guitar and cries and sings... la la la
Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn
Tryin' to find a woman who's never, never, never been born.
Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,
Telling myself it's not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.


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