Tyrone Nolan

Tyrone Tedera Nolan, affectionately known as Tim, was born on March 2, 1955, in Detroit, Michigan. On December 14, 2025, he peacefully passed away and was reunited with his parents, Dorothy Vanzant Nolan and Dock Nolan.

Tim was a dedicated father to his three daughters, Utivia, known as Tivia; Dorethea, known as Dottie; and Bianca, known as BeBe, who made his life worth living. He was also a loving grandfather to Martaijah Haygood, Mariyah Haygood, and Zoey Moss, each of whom made every moment of his life more meaningful. Tim leaves behind five siblings—Rachael, Anthony (Tony), Loretta, DeWayne (Tiny) and Jeffrey—along with extended family members.

A skilled professional carpenter and construction worker, Tim took great pride in his craftsmanship and work ethic. Outside of work, he found peace and joy in fishing, a passion that allowed him time for reflection. He often fondly shared memories of his years at Southeastern High School, where he played the trombone, an experience that remained close to his heart throughout his life. Music was a constant companion, and his favorite songs—“I’ll Always Love My Mama” by The Intruders and “Cloud Nine” by The Temptations—captured both his soul and spirit.

Those who knew Tim will remember him as a force to be reckoned with. He was bold, fearless, and unapologetically himself. His impeccable style, show-stopping wardrobe, and love for sleek, statement-making luxury cars made him unforgettable. Most iconic was his red Cadillac with white interior, a dream car admired by many and owned by few.

Though his physical presence no longer graces our lives, Tim’s spirit lives on through the wisdom he shared, the stories he told, and the memories he created. Most of all, he cherishes his three children and three grandchildren, Tony’s regular visits, and a few close relationships that held great value during his younger years. These were the only things in his life that never cost him anything—never an exchange, never transactional—only love for love. Now, he is free—living the life he always imagined—in peace and infinite rest. And to those who knew him best, there is no doubt he is fishing in heaven’s waters, finally experiencing a joy that money could never buy. One day, we will share the joy of fishing with him again.

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