My first remberance of Jim was 1994, my father and I had just been next door concerning a funeral monument for my mother's grave, who had passed May 2. Little did I know how much Jim would mean to me in the years that lay ahead. Loosing my father as well in June, 1995, I returned after a long absence to LGT. I chose LGT because it was large and I did not want to have any relationships. Over the coming weeks and months I learned first hand the words of the old highschool musical auditorium song, "no man is an island, no man stands alone, each man's joy is joy to me, each man's grief is my own." Jim, Ann and Brent have all proved to be wonderful friends to me over the years since. We have celebrated many birthdays, holidays, and other occasions together. Enjoying each others friendship, their families, and the friendship of Jim and Ann's circle of friends. Often we shared our mutual love of our Lord and Saviour, where Jim would deliberately ask one of those questions even a studied Doctor of Theology would find difficult to answer. "What kind of food will be served at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb?" While I think in truth we will not be concerned, as we will be in the presence of our Lord and Saviour, I am hoping there will be lots of corn, as that was the one thing Jim did not like. This would always cause all to laugh with Jim about it. Jim you were a true friend. I will truely miss you as a friend; and that you and Ann accepted me as part of your family. I good friend wrote to me today, saying that Jim will proably be in heaven telling my mother and father all about me. I am sure they are all having a wonderful time, with my parents welcoming Jim, and thanking him for looking after their son. "Absent from the body, present with the Lord". For us that currently remain, the promise that we shall see all those who have gone ahead once again. Even more so, the promise of the old song, "What a day that will be when my Jesus I shall see, when I look upon His face, the one who saves me by His grace. Thank you Jim.
