Thursday, December 28, 2023
When someone says Jim’s name, I smile. He was my brother’s best friend and spent a lot of time at my house in his teen years. I remember him spending New Year’s Eve with us and then going home. The next morning he’s right back at our house in his pajamas ready for some breakfast. He always made me smile. He stopped at mom’s for a visit this summer, while I was there and it was so nice to see him. It was great to see him and Bruce sitting on the front porch shooting the breeze and talking about life. You will be missed Jimmy. Marnie Whitehill
