RAYMOND – Family members of Timothy “Asti” Davison portrayed the Poland man shot to death along a Pennsylvania highway last weekend as a spontaneous, self-sufficient and peaceful spirit, perpetually caught up in an eclectic and ever-evolving mix of adventures with the ones he loved.

“He just seemed so tough on the outside, but if you knew him for more than 10 minutes you knew that he had a heart of gold and the most infectious smile and laugh that I have ever, ever experienced in my life,” said Adele Allocca, 22, Davison’s half-sister and close friend.

Davison spent much of his time in Raymond, working for his father’s construction business. He was returning to the Lakes Region last weekend from a two-week vacation in Florida when he was gunned down.

According to Rob Hicks, public information officer for the Pennsylvania State Police, Davison, a 28-year-old mechanic, was driving a 2001 Mitsubishi Montero SUV on Interstate 81 through northern Maryland around 2 a.m. on Saturday, when shots were fired at his car from a small, dark pickup truck. The driver of the truck, still unknown as of the Lakes Region Weekly’s deadline, eventually rammed Davison’s car, forcing the vehicle to spin into a median in Antrim Township, Pa., Hicks said. The killer then shot multiple rounds into the driver’s door of the Montero, striking Davison.

The FBI has since joined the investigation, according to news reports. Hicks said that a recording of Davison’s 911 call and surveillance video have led Pennsylvania State Police detectives to determine that the killing was caused by an episode of road rage.

“We haven’t found anything to lead us to believe that they knew each other,” Hicks said.

According to Allocca, Davison had an anti-gun tattoo on his back.

“He didn’t believe in guns,” Allocca said. “He had a huge tattoo across his back that said, ‘All the arms we need.’ It stretched from elbow to elbow, all the way across his back. Huge. He wasn’t violent. He was a peaceful person. He’d always rather talk it out.”

Davison was born in Lewiston on May 24, 1985. At the age of 2, Davison’s parents, Tim Davison of Raymond and Theresa Allocca of Poland, divorced. According to Adele Allocca, the couple stayed on good terms, and Davison, who went by the nickname Asti, which was short for his middle name, Austin, spent significant time with each parent, growing up in both Poland and Raymond. Davison had two other siblings – Ezra and Jada.

Davison attended Poland public schools, graduated from the Motorcycle Mechanics Institute in Phoenix, Ariz., and returned home to Poland, where he worked for five years as a pipe fitter and foreman for Engineered Construction Services, an industrial construction firm in Raymond run by his father.

“He was a great person, and that’s it,” said his father, Tim Davison. “He was a large guy, about 6-foot-1, soft spoken. He had his beliefs and he had no problem telling you, and you knew where you stood with him.”

“He was very strong-willed,” the elder Davison said, “and nothing would stop him from what he believed in. If he was going to do something, he was going to do it. Really determined.”

Although Davison was not particularly fond of “pretentious” or “fake” people, Allocca said, he was always willing to lend a helping hand to anyone. As for those he truly cared about, Allocca said, Davison was not afraid to go out of his way.

When Davison’s girlfriend, Jessica Plowman, was deployed to Kuwait in March 2012, Allocca and Davison spent the next 10 months overhauling and renovating his Poland home, installing a “presidential bathroom.”

“You should see this guy’s shower,” Allocca said. “It’s huge. You can fit comfortably eight people in this shower. It’s all tile. He made a party bathroom. He did all the renovations himself with the help of us and his dad. But he designed it all himself, and he planned it all. He was a genius.”

“He thought that his girlfriend would really like it when she came home from Kuwait,” Allocca said. “She’d been deployed, and we were remodeling the house for her to come to. And that’s how he was. He was just over the top.”

Allocca cast Davison as a consummate Mainer, intent on returning to his home state after college.

“He loved Maine,” Allocca said. “He was like the most Mainer that anyone could ever meet. Everything about him was Maine. He always had a scraggly beard, and he wore Carhartts and nothing but Carhartts. And he wore a T-shirt when it was 30 degrees out just because he didn’t feel like putting on a jacket. He’d wear steel-toed boots with shorts and not think twice about it. He was always dirty. He always had his hands into something.”

Allocca said that Davison was hilariously funny, an “excellent welder,” a “brilliant trumpet player,” a fantastic off-road driver, a proficient procrastinator, and a mediocre cook. “Full of adventure and ideas,” Davison hoped to someday install a zip-line in the back yard of his home, Alloca said.

“We used to play disc golf, and we would go wheelin’, and sometimes we’d just sit around in the back yard for eight hours talking about nothing, and we’d daydream about projects and what we were going to do for the rest of our lives,” Allocca said. “He had a big back yard there, and we used to make fires and hang out, and he loved my dogs.”

Davison, whose Poland home is in the woods, spent much of his time romping about the outdoors, Allocca said.

“He was part of the Back Woods Off Road Club, and we would go out and go camping for days in the woods, and jump in the rivers, and get stuck in the mud, and pull each other out,” Allocca said. “He loved to do that. He loved being in the woods.

“He probably has about 25 to 30 unfinished projects, because if it costs less than $500 he would buy it,” Allocca said. “And he would have these extravagant projects and plans, anywhere from a dune buggy to a six-wheeled amphibious vehicle. He had several, probably seven, different motorcycles in part. Only one worked. Anything, anything he could get his hands on and make better, he would.”

In mid-December, Davison drove 27 hours to Kissimmee, Fla., to spend two weeks of vacation with Allocca, as well as his mother, aunt and uncle, and other family members.

“My brother was the kind of person who decided if he wanted to go to Florida for the weekend he’d just get in the car and drive,” Allocca said. “That’s how he was. If he wanted to do something, he just did it. He didn’t care about anything else. He didn’t care about the rules. He didn’t care about what people would think of him. He did what would make him happy. And he would do anything to make anybody else happy.”

By the end of the visit, Allocca said, Davison had declared his intention to build a houseboat, and sail it from Maine to Florida and back every winter.

“He was going to be a snowbird by next year,” Allocca said. “He wanted to make this giant barge with a house on it, and a portable garage. Within the two weeks that he was with us, he had decided that he needed to spend winters with us in Florida, and that we would come back to Maine in the summer.”

Allocca said that before he left, Davison was “dreading getting home to shovel all the ice and snow out of the driveway.”

Timothy Davison, 28, the victim of an alleged road-rage shooting last weekend in Pennsylvania, worked and grew up in Raymond. 

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