Six years ago today, my twin brother, Tim, died from sudden cardiac arrest. He left behind more than 1,500 videos and hundreds of blog posts about his search for Florida’s version of Bigfoot—the Skunk Ape. In the Tampa area, Tim became a kind of local folk hero, and his obituary even ran on the front page of the Tampa Bay Times.
Grief is a strange thing, and even after six years, it’s still hard for me to believe that this larger-than-life guy—someone who grabbed life with both hands no matter what he was doing—is really gone. All I can do now is keep his memory alive.
That’s why I made a documentary from his footage, our family’s old 8mm films, interviews, audio, and newspaper clippings. The film covers the last decade of his life, showing how he worked to lift himself out of poverty as a cab driver while discovering a late passion for videography and for searching the Florida swamps for Bigfoot. It’s filled with wild stories, unforgettable characters, strange dreamers, and big ideas about human existence.
