Biography
Timberlake was born May 3, 1896, in Basingstoke, England, the son of F. and Emily Timberlake. After completing high school, Timberlake took a year of industrial engineering at the University of Southern California. He was a member of the Kiwanis Club and the Los Angeles Breakfast Club. He was a Methodist and a Democrat. He lived in Los Angeles between 1920 and 1923 and also after 1938.
Timberlake began his working career between 1916 and 1920 as a railroad agent for the Canadian National Railway. His succeeding jobs were passenger agent, Union Pacific Railway, 1920–22; accountant, Bingham and Garfield Railway, 1922–23; accountant, Union Pacific, 1923; chief clerk, Nevada Northern Railway, 1923–27; general auditor, Illinois Terminal Railway system, 1927–32. He next went into the travel industry,with a half interest in the Southern California Tourist Bureau, after 1932. Later he was full owner of the agency, which became the largest independent travel bureau in California. He also worked at times for the Kennecott Copper Company and Illinois Power and Light.
His first marriage resulted in two daughters, Betty Strebe and Beverly Watson. His second marriage was on May 7, 1933, to Cynthia Wyatt Mitchell of Atlanta, Georgia. They also had two children, Cynthia Lynn and Carole Ann. They lived at 10210 South Hobart Boulevard in Gramercy Park.
He died July 17, 1973. His last address was Hemet, California.
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