I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one. I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways. Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun. Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.

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  1. You are loved dearly and will be missed greatly. I am so glad that I grew up with our families so close. I know my Dad was right there to greet you in heaven. God Bless You Uncle Jim!

  2. Papa Jim and Jean (you can’t mention Jim without Jean) were/are the Patriarch and Matriarch of Bleriot Ave. (between 79th and 83rd) We were so lucky to move onto this block in 1995. Our first memory of Jim was as Uncle Sam at our first reinvigorated 4th of July block party. Jim always greeted you with a big hug. I remember when Jim and Jean came down to watch my brand new baby daughter Jenna when I had to run to the market for 10 minutes. I came home to the funniest story… Jim told me that they went to check on Jenna, but Sally our Golden Retriever was parked in front of her bedroom door and made a low growl when the tried to go in. Too bad Golden’s can’t change diapers. I also remember the time when Jim’s tomato harvest was just too enormous to give away and he decided to make spaghetti sauce and have all the neighbors over to dinner in the backyard. It was such fun. We will miss him. He and Jean were part of the “greatest generation.” It was an honor and a priviledge to have in our lives.

  3. Jim was a wonderful person–pure gold all the way through. He and my cousin, Jean, were deeply in love with one another for all their 70 years of marriage. They made people happy just by being around them.

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