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Richmond Hill man needs liver, kidney transplant
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Timmy Shuman and his wife, Polly, are shown sitting at J.F. Gregory Park in Richmond Hill. - photo by Photo provided.

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• What: Chicken-dinner fundraiser
• Why: Help Shuman family with medical costs
• When: Preorder by April 19, pick up from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. April 24
• How: Purchase at 1st Franklin Financial in Richmond Hill, call 659-1641 or email rds_86@yahoo.com
• Cost: $8 per dinner
• More donations: At Heritage Bank to Timmy Shuman Liver/Kidney Transplant Fund, account No. 42092783$.
• Online: gofundme.com/timmyshuman or on Facebook

The gofundme.com Web page set up to help raise money for Timmy Shuman describes him as a humble, kind man who loves God and his family.

It also says Shuman, 54, who was born and raised in Richmond Hill and worked for more than 20 years as a custodian for the Bryan County Board of Education, is suffering.

After years of dialysis, Shuman has experienced renal and liver failure. On Feb. 25, he was taken by ambulance from Savannah to Emory Hospital.

At Emory, doctors decided Shuman is a good candidate for a liver and kidney transplant, and so Shuman now is on a list, waiting.

Waiting with him are family, including his wife, Polly; four children; and three grandchildren.

His sister, Barbara Smith, said the process has been a grueling one for her brother.

“He loses several days at a time,” Smith said, referring to what happens when ammonia levels build up in his body and attack his brain. He’s also had stints in the intensive-care unit, as doctors had to intubate him to help bring down the ammonia levels.

“It’s grueling physically. His wife is up there with him in a strange place, and we’re all trying to go back and forth to stay with them,” Smith said. “Timmy is just such an outgoing personality. To see him now, you wouldn’t know that because he’s so sick.”

Shuman is assured of a dramatic improvement once a donor comes through.

It’s finding a way to pay for the care and transportation surrounding Shuman’s transplant that led Smith’s friend, Delia Mobley of Statesboro, to set up the gofundme page. She set a target goal of $8,000, but that might be drop in the bucket.

Shuman currently is staying at Emory’s Mason House, a private retreat that offers what a website calls low-cost housing for organ-transplant candidates.

It charges $45 a night for a standard room, or $80 a night for a bedroom suite. Shuman’s medication, once he gets the transplant, could be $10,000 to $15,000, annually.

Insurance will cover some of the costs, but not nearly all, Smith said.

Her brother has had diabetes for several years, and it was the need for dialysis that eventually forced Shuman to retire.

“It broke his heart to have to retire,” Smith said. “But he had no choice, he couldn’t carry on the work. Dialysis takes so much out of you.”

But it didn’t stop Shuman from living. He is active in his church, Richmond Hill Full Gospel, and “has a passion for gospel music.”

Shuman’s passion eventually translated into a gospel CD, “The Answer Came,” which was recorded and produced by Sounds of Worship in March 2014.

The CD sold 250 copies.

“I bought a copy and have it at home,” said Clara Shearouse, who has worked for the Board of Education for 26 years. “Timmy is a great guy. I have known him for a long time.”

Shearouse said that when her father was dying in 1990, Timmy, his mother and a group drove from Richmond Hill to her home in North Bryan to sing Christmas songs on the front porch and then were invited in to visit with her father.

“They were attending a church my dad’s childhood friend preached at. His name was Lawton Smith, brother to former Tax Commissioner Blondean Newman,” Shearouse recalled.

Mobley said Shuman is well-known and highly thought of, and she is looking forward to his quality of life improving.

“He’s always been very active in the community and in his church,” Smith said. “He would like nothing better (than) to get back to where he can do that again. This transplant will change his life.”

Smith said doctors believe he will get the transplant sooner rather than later. She added that her brother’s sickness made an impact on her in another way.

“I’ve been an organ donor for a while now,” she said, “but I’ve never realized how important it is until now.”

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This is among the last pieces I’ll ever write for the Bryan County News.

Friday is my last day with the paper, and come June 1 I’m headed back to my native Michigan.

I moved here in 2015 from the Great Lake State due to my wife’s job. It’s amicable, but she has since moved on to a different life in a different state, and it’s time for me to do the same.

My son Thomas, an RHHS grad as of Saturday, also is headed back to Michigan to play basketball for a small school near Ann Arbor called Concordia University. My daughter, Erin, is in law school at University of Toledo. She had already begun her college volleyball career at Lourdes University in Ohio when we moved down here and had no desire to leave the Midwest.

With both of them and the rest of my family up north, there’s no reason for me to stay here. I haven’t missed winter one bit, but I’m sure I won’t miss the sand gnats, either.

Shortly after we arrived here in 2015, I got a job in communications with a certain art school in Savannah for a few short months. It was both personally and professionally toxic and I’ll leave it at that.

In March 2016 I signed on with the Bryan County News as assistant editor and I’ve loved every minute of it. My “first” newspaper career, in the late 80s and early 90s, was great. But when I left it to work in politics and later with a free-market think tank, I never pictured myself as an ink-stained wretch again.

Like they say, never say never.

During my time here at the News, I’ve covered everything that came along. That’s one big difference between working for a weekly as opposed to a daily paper. Reporters at a daily paper have a “beat” to cover. At a weekly paper like this, you cover … life. Sports, features, government meetings, crime, fundraisers, parades, festivals, successes, failures and everything in between. Oh, and hurricanes. Two of them. I’ll take a winter blizzard over that any day.

Along the way I’ve met a lot of great people. Volunteers, business owners, pastors, students, athletes, teachers, coaches, co-workers, first responders, veterans, soldiers and yes, even some politicians.

And I learned that the same adrenalin rush from covering “breaking news” that I experienced right out of college is still just as exciting nearly 30 years later.

With as much as I’ve written about the population increase and traffic problems, at least for a few short minutes my departure means there will be one less vehicle clogging up local roads. At least until I pass three or four moving vans headed this way as I get on northbound I-95.

The hub-bub over growth here can be humorous, unintentional and ironic all at once. We often get comments on our Facebook page that go something like this: “I’ve lived here for (usually less than five years) and the growth is out of control! We need a moratorium on new construction.”

It’s like people who move into phase I of “Walden Woods” subdivision after all the trees are cleared out and then complain about trees being cut down for phase II.

Bryan County will always hold a special place in my heart and I definitely plan on visiting again someday. My hope is that my boss, Jeff Whitten (one of the best I’ve ever had), will let me continue to be part of the Pembroke Mafia Football League from afar. If the Corleone family could expand to Vegas, there’s no reason the PMFL can’t expand to Michigan.

But the main reason I want to return someday is about that traffic issue. After all, I’ll need to see it with my own eyes before I’ll believe that Highway 144 actually got widened.

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