A dear lifetime friend and extraordinary human being died yesterday. Jim Flower was the best friend you could ever want — he was the best man at my wedding and a stalwart and true human being who was a rock in my existence for the 45 years that I knew him. Last night I had a few stiff scotches in honor of Jim and talked for hours about him with Bill Smith. The three of us had our share of adventures together and no one would have ever thought that it would be stable, steadfast Jim who would lead the way out of here. I know many more of our batch from Carlisle ’71 are thinking about Jim right now. Words fail me but I feel a real need to remember him, to share him, and to celebrate his spirit and character.
Funeral Services for Jim Flower will be held at 10:30 AM on October 26, 2013 at St. John’s Episcopal Church, Carlisle, Pennsylvania.
In the fall of 1968 Bill Smith moved to Carlisle as a tenth grader and the very first classmate to reach out to the new kid was Jim Flower. Bill and Jim were both tight ends on the football team that year, and their friendship came about naturally as teammates. They were both big kids — Smith was six four and skinny, while Jim was a few inches shorter but solidly built. The following summer, 1969, I moved to Carlisle. Jim had decided to switch to cross country that year — so I didn’t meet him immediately, but Smith and I met during football camp and it wasn’t long after school started that, through Bill, I met Jim. None of us knew it at the time — but a lifetime bond among three very different characters was about to form.
Bill and I were both displaced kids who had moved around a lot — I was a military brat, the son of an Army officer, and Bill was the son of a corporate warrior. We weren’t exactly rootless — but for me it was the 11th new school in 11 years, and Bill had done his share of school transfers as well. Jim, on the other hand, was the ultimate Carlisle kid — born and raised there, the son of a prominent attorney, he was clean cut, hard-working, “straight” at a time when many of us were starting to be tugged in the direction of the counterculture that was flourishing around us. Jim was in the choir at school, and was a member of a half dozen clubs — he was the ultimamte good citizen who knew exactly who he was and where he wanted to go, right from that fall of 1969 when we first met. Yet he was all of these things without even a hint of being rigid, judgmental, or disapproving of those, myself included, who were confused about who they were, and whose wrecking ball teenage lives were as chaotic as Jim’s life was orderly.
Somehow the three of us clicked — Smith the cheerful anarchist, Sellers the dreamer-adventurer, and Flower the rock of solidity, integrity, and honor. The three of us took ownership of the term ‘brute force and awkwardness’ which we collectively felt was a good description of our physical attributes and dating inadequacies. Fortunately for us, Bill and I stumbled into positive, stable dating relationships during high school while Jim stayed busy with sports, studies, and activities. In all things Jim displayed a unique ability to be true to himself, yet enjoy being around others who were positively radical compared to him. I’m sure this wasn’t just manifested within the Flower-Smith-Sellers nexus — it was also something that really came out in all of Jim’s relationships. He was the one guy in school who was truly loved and respected by just about everybody — he had no enemies, he did no person wrong, he was principled and mature beyond his years. If some situation had occurred during high school that required the appointment of a single student to sit in judgment over others, Jim would have been the overwhelming pick for the job. He was that trusted, and respected.
But high school friendships tend to fade.
What made the three of us click as lifetime friends?
I’ve often thought about that, especially lately. One thing I’ve come to realize is that we shared something that more than made up for the different natures of our characters, and that something was perservance, which Jim possessed to an unmatched degree, and which Smith and I also had in substantial quantities. Jim would never quit at anything — he would always, always, get the job done. Running cross country was something that Jim’s self-described “mezomorph body” was never designed to do, yet he relentlessly drove his 200 pound Labrador frame to keep up with wiry greyhounds little more than half his size. Smith, who ran track with Jim in the spring and saw him compete, says that Jim would typically lie far back, barely keeping the leaders in sight — and then in the final four hundred yards through a sheer action of will and grit, run them down. “Jim didn’t feel pain in his lungs the way the rest of us did, ” Smith recalled during out talk last night. “He just ignored it. He could just push himself harder and longer than anyone.” He did all this in the lonely sport of cross country — no cheerleaders, no stadium filled with fans. For Jim it was perfect and I think it was clear that he took a perverse sort of pleasure in toiling in obscurity.
College came and Jim went to Haverford, Smith to Washington and Lee, and I went to Delaware. We stayed in touch — Delaware being in the middle, I hosted most of the gatherings, and there were summers spent in Carlisle. While Smith and I had no idea where our lives would take us — Jim knew exactly where he was headed. It would be Haverford, then law school, and then working in Carlisle as a member of the family law firm and, more importantly, a member of the community that he felt so connected to. For law school he chose Dickinson, which meant moving back in to the family homestead on West South street — something he did without hesitation.
I went to New York for graduate school, and Jim came up to visit a number of times. He loved coming to New York and hanging out in Greenwich Village, where I lived and went to school. I had a dog then, a fluffy white Samoyed named Gwen, and we used to take Gwen on walks into Washington Square Park. We were constantly meeting people — old, young, hipsters, street people, male, female — and Jim was curious about all of them. He was a great listener, and he seemed like he wanted to understand other people’s lives. He had a natural empathy about him — he cared about people, and liked to hear their stories. And by this time the external differences between us had grown more pronounced — he was still the buttoned down, straight guy while by the time graduate school rolled around I had morphed from a short-haired son of an Army colonel into a bearded, guitar playing denizen of Greenwich Village. We made an odd couple, yet it made perfect sense to us.
Once, in the winter of 1976, Jim and Bill came up to New York together. By that time I was living with my girlfriend of the moment on the upper west side at West 79th and Riverside. On a Saturday morning Jim and Bill took off and began walking and when they came back that afternoon, they informed me that they had walked from 79th street to Battery Park (9.2 miles according to Mapquest), and then from Battery Park to McSorelys Ale House on East 7th Street (another 3.2 miles), where they had consumed mezomorph-appropriate quantities of beer, and where Jim had been fascinated to see a female patron wander in and defiantly use the urinal next to him — this because McSorley’s had been male-only until a year or two earlier, and now women were allowed – but there were no facilities for them. “Jim just couldn’t stop grinning about the madness of it all,” Smith recalls. That was Jim — conservative, solid citizen — yes. But never stiff, always ready to laugh and appreciative of an adventure, however big or small.
More years passed. Jim graduated from law school and began his practice in Carlisle, working with his dad and putting down roots in the community.
My wanderings took me to California where I was trying to break into the movie business, and Jim came to visit me there. We didn’t get in much trouble on that trip, perhaps because Smith wasn’t around. I remember an afternoon collecting mussels in Santa Barbara — enough to feed an Army — then the two of us eating every one of them in a battle of the appetites that took no prisoners and left no one standing. Then we woke up, went for a run in which he demolished me, then resumed our eating olympics. This went on for several days — accompanied by long talks into the night. I was trying to figure out what to do with my life. Jim listened, laughed, never judged, and always had something thoughtful to say.
After he want back east, I wandered up north for a stint with Greenpeace on the Rainbow Warrior, then somewhere along the line I put in an application with the CIA which, to my utter amazement, they accepted — and so in the spring of 1979 I relocated to Carlisle in anticipation that that summer I would be heading to Washington to get started on that adventure. Those six months in Carlisle were a fantastic moment in our friendship — I was killing time as a lonesome guitar picker in bars like the Gingerbread Man, The Blessed Oliver Plunkett, and Allenberry, while Jim was well into his career as an attorney. He still had time to hang out and I remember lots of late night sessions after the bar had emptied out, annihilating trays of grill cheese sandwiches and loving life, which was filled with promise and stretched on forever. Jim was so stable in his own life — yet was somehow able to take enormous delight in my erratic and impulsive meanderings. I think that was part of his genius — empathy not just as a way of feeling someone else’s pain, but also feeling their joy, and excitement.
Two years later, while I was serving a tour of duty in Ethiopia, I came back in June 1981 to get married and Jim was my best man. In August of that year we went to our ten year high school reunion together — Michael and Jim, and Dawn and Lucy. It was completely obvious from the start that Dawn was the love of his life. There was a peacefulness between them — not only did Dawn suit Jim — Dawn understood Jim. She “got” him. There was no doubt whatsoever that this was it for Jim — he’d found his life partner.
It went on from there. Smith and I careened through a few decades making a congenial mess out of our lives, while Jim got it right. He knew who he wanted to be with, and that was Dawn. He knew what he wanted to do, and that was serve the community where he had grown up. When I got ignominously tossed out of the USSR in 1986, he and Dawn were there for me and we spent time together again. Somewhere there’s a picture of infant Lenore with a KGB ball cap that I brought back as a souvenir from my adventures.
My own life continued to swing between periods where things would fall into place — followed by period of turmoil and change. Smith’s life was about the same. Between the two of us, we left our share of flotsam and jetsam floating in our wake. Jim was the rock. Smith and I had our divorces and re-boots, but not Jim. The boy who had known himself completely at the age of 18 was now a man of forty, and then fifty, building a life that made him feel connected to the community he loved so much. He didn’t just practice law — he became a part of the community in dozens of other ways,large and small.
A great deal of my own life has been spent trying to tell stories that include moments of epiphany where we understand ourselves better. there’s a moment in one of my favoriate movies, As Good as It Gets, when Jack Nicholson’s obsessive/compulsive loser of a character is relentlessly pursuing the impossible object of his desire, Helen Hunt, and finally tells her why: “You make me want to be a better man.”
Jim did that.
He made me want to be a better man, make better choices, be a better member of society. He did that without ever once preaching at me or cajoling me or in any other way trying to influence me. He did it by the example he set, by the person he was, and the values he embodied. He was that good of a man, and I’m better for having known him.
Deaths always have meaning — and its up to those left behind to figure out what the meaning is. Jim leaving us now, just as we are all turning sixty, seems to be saying something to us. What? We lost other classmates, tragically, early in life — but this is different. Jim’s life was cut short — but he lived a long, fruitful, and meaningful life. He touched many lives; he served the community he loved; he stood as an example of honor and compassion for anyone who knew him; he inspired us all in different ways. He built a family and maintained friendships for lifetime.
Jim was always a leader, and in a way that I can’t fully articulate, it seems that in his early death he has once again been a leader. He got there ahead of the rest of us — but we’ll all get there soon enough. And before leaving, he set the finest possible example of how to live. We should celebrate his life, remember all the wonderful and unique things about him, and keep him in our hearts as we live out our days.
UPDATE 17 OCTOBER
Thank you to everyone for reading,c ommenting, and sharing here and on Facebook and at Caring Bridge. When I was writing the post, I was frustrated by the fact that I couldn’t come up with a good picture that really caught Jim’s spirit — I found some stuff from when he was 16, and some stuff from when he was pushing 60 — but they didn’t quite do it for me. None of them really did what a great picture can do — illuminate what someone really is.
Now, with the help of my favorite (and only) ex-wife Lucy Sellers, I have in my possession a snapshot of Jim that captures his spirit perfectly. The pic was taken at our wedding in 1981 where Jim was the best man. The original is a much longer shot with a a crazy/beautiful/funny bride who has just jumped into Jim’s lap. When she did that, Jim burst into one of the great smiles ever — and the photographer caught him just at the perfect moment.
This is the Jim I knew, and is how I’d like to remember him. I think even if you didn’t know him you can tell a lot about him from this picture. Thanks Lucy for keeping it all these years, and for sharing it.
From Caring Bridge — What People Are Saying About Jim
(If you knew Jim, visit the Caring Bridge Site and leave a comment.)
(Comments updated as of October 18)
- Oct 17, 2013 10:23am
Dear Dawn and Family, I am so sorry to hear of Jim’s passing. I knew him from working at the Historical Society and he was such a pleasant, kind person. I will miss him. I hope, too, he is in a better place and free of pain. I’m sure he will always be looking out for his loved ones.
- Oct 17, 2013 8:31am
“Well, it’s not rocket science” …. the words Jim comforted me with as I passed him in the Gingerbread Man alley while describing a recent quandry. I had no clue that the man who I met 44 years previous at First Lutheran Church was fighting the toughest adversary of his life. Jim always came across as being solid — and his professionalism as an attorney and a Carlisle historian was greatly appreciated. I was always grateful for the extreme level of trust my father (Jarl Englund), mother (Elvira Wise Englund) and I were able to place in Jim. We also shared his appreciation of the history of the Carlisle area and his research
I had the honor of knowing his parents, siblings, Dawn, and to a lesser extent, his extended family. As an only child it was a wonder to me how such a large family could stay so determined and — well — downright GOOD.
I will miss Jim and am sorry that he had to leave the world at this time. His influence will remain with us for our lives, however, I know.
- Oct 15, 2013 3:32pm
Dear Dawn, Lenore, and Jamie:
Words cannot convey the depth of sadness we feel at Jim’s passing. As others here have repeated many times, he was kind, generous, thoughtful, bright, and hard-working a man as one could ever know. His service to his community was remarkable. He was such a genuine man. When he looked at you and asked how you were, you knew he really meant it. No going through the motions for him. It’s hard to believe we have lost this wonderful person. Please know that our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Anne and Skip Ebert
- Oct 15, 2013 10:33am
Dawn, Lenore and Jamie,
I am pleased that the community has had a chance here to pour out its respect, admiration and high regard for Jim. Jim was all that has been described. He was gracious, selfless, honest, bright, civil, conscientious. Time spent with Jim was always time well spent. For many years Jim was a member of a poker group in which I also played. Actually, I do not remember what kind of poker player Jim was, but he was always fun to play with. We will all miss Jim very profoundly.
- Oct 15, 2013 10:00am
To Jim’s family and friends: my heart aches as I try to find words to represent not only my own feelings, but how from a CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocate) Program perspective, we so highly respected and valued Jim’s sense of humanity and being as he served as the hearing officer in Dependency court hearings. He was an icon–always present, unwaveringly respectful and fair; a stabilizing calm in an often tumultuous courtroom, and infinitely PATIENT. I don’t expect I’ll ever know another person with as much focused patience as Jim had. On behalf of the 168 CASA volunteers with whom Jim had some involvement over the past 13 years, and from Linda, Pam and myself in the CASA office, we send our deepest sympathies. He will be sorely missed.
- Oct 15, 2013 7:23am
Dear family of Jim,
li had the honor of knowing Jim during my career at the Carlisle Area School District, where he served as the district’s solicitor. In my position of Head Nurse, I had many occasions to consult him on legal issues that involved student health services.. He was always so entirely helpful and easy to talk with. I really appreciated having such an accessible and knowledgable attorney as a resource. He was a very kind and thoughtful person, and I am so very sorry that our community, and your family has lost him .he will be greatly missed by all of us. My sincere sympathy.
- Oct 14, 2013 10:44pm
I knew Jim from many years ago, and remember among much his love of good music. But most of all I think of Jim’s eyes, the kindest eyes I’ve ever known – they had a glow that sounded down even kinder words, encouragements, advice. Blessings and condolence to all the wonderful Flower family.
- Oct 14, 2013 9:32pm
So very sorry for your loss of Jim. I admired Jim in his roles as a father, lawyer, and president of the hospital Board. He was a fine man and his passing is a great loss to the community as well as a too soon loss to the family. Jane and I will keep you Dawn, Lenore, and Jamie in our prayers.
- Oct 14, 2013 4:17pm
My condolences to the Flower family. May your fond memories of Jim give you comfort.
- Oct 14, 2013 2:15pm
Dawn and family, Jim was an amazing person and one of Carlisle’s finest. It is truly sad that he is now gone. As a fellow CHS 71 grad it was great to run into Jim on High Street walking between the office and the Courthouse. I sat on the HARB with Jim for a couple years. When he was chairman of the HARB his patience was endless, never cutting anyone’s presentation short no matter how long it may have been. In some small way that is what I remember most about Jim, he was a great listener, he gave great advice, he was honest and had great integrity.
- Oct 14, 2013 12:54pm
Dawn ,Lenore and Jamie, It was my great pleasure to be Jim’s law partner for almost 10 years. All of the great things previously said about your husband and father are absolutely true. Jim was a caring, kind, patient and insightful person and attorney. All of his former business associates, and the lawyers who worked with Jim, will truly miss his unique abilities and friendship.
- Oct 14, 2013 11:43am
Dear Dawn and family….We live in Richmond, VA now, and I was told that Jim had been ill. I am very sad that he did not win his valiant fight. As I was reading through the guestbook, several words jumped out at me describing Jim: gracious, kind, love for his family, warm, welcoming, witty, and high character. These words among so many more show the measure of this man, and I hope you will continue to find great comfort in the wonderful memories people have expressed. Our prayers are with you at this very difficult time. Kathy
- Oct 14, 2013 11:03am
Dear Dawn and family, I am so saddened to hear of Jim’s passing. He was truly a great, compassionate man who loved his family and his community. He will be truly missed. I have said many prayers for Jim and I will continue to pray for you and your family. My sincere sympathy. Lynda Mann, class of 1971.
- Oct 14, 2013 10:41am
We are saddened by the news of Jim. I worked for a couple of years at the law firm while my husband was at Carlisle Barracks. Merle is my dear pen pal since moving. Our girls babysat for Lenore and Jamie. You are in our thoughts and prayers…Jim was a kind and caring person. Kathy Flanigan
- Oct 14, 2013 10:17am
Dawn and family – I am so sorry for the loss of Jim. I have been praying for you all and am very sad to hear that he has passed. Keep your faith and be strong. He is an angel on your shoulder now and will be watching over you from a safe and pain-free place until you meet again.
Hugs – Lynda Mistick (formerly Brenner – from your mom’s chorale)
Dear Dawn, Lenore & Jaime,
I have many wonderful memories of Jim and all of you especially after I picked Waylon at a party in your home which was James & Faith’s at the time. Waylon drank his first beer out of Jim’s beer mug. The look on Jim’s face was priceless! Waylon never drank any beer again.
- Oct 14, 2013 9:36am
Dear Dawn, Lenore and Jamie, I have thought and thought as what to write and if I sat for hours I couldn’t put into words all that I want to say, but this is the best I can do. Jim was a gentleman… he had character and was kind, and had such love for his family. He always smiled when he would see me and say hello. He was patient even when I would mess up someone’s name when tranferring a call. I will miss his wit and laughter, but most of all I will miss Jim. A true measure of a man is not counted by his wealth, but by his friends, and oh what a rich man he was. I am blessed to have known him by working for him if only for 7 years. You will be missed dear friend.
- Oct 14, 2013 9:35am
Dear Flower Family,
As another member of Carlisle HS class of ’71, I knew Jim from being in many classes with him. I remember him as quiet and very kind. Deepest sympathy to all who loved him.
Gayle Herman Rich
- Oct 14, 2013 9:31am
Jim was a kind and gracious man who has left this earth way to soon. He will be remembered fondly by everyone who had the privilege to meet him
- Oct 14, 2013 8:55am
Dear Dawn, Lenore and Jamie,
My first view of Jim was a tightly wrapped infant on his mother’s hospital bed. My last was at Hershey Medical Center. During the intervening years I saw a man with such fine qualities that I would run out of positive adjectives if I tried to really describe him. But one quality I just can’t ignore is his graciousness. Even in his hospital bed, Jim was gracious–welcoming, warm, kindly, ever polite and intelligent. Let me add one more: integrity, something seemingly rare today.
I know you will cherish your memories of Jim. We all will. His entire extended family will miss him intensely, as will the little community church in Laporte, which without his years of leadership as the chair of the board would probably by now be unpainted, unorganized, unincorporated, poorly financed and barely a footnote in Laporte’s history.
Certainly, in his home town of Carlisle the many, many organizations and individuals who have benefited from his dedication and thoughtful counsel mourn his loss and remember him with gratitude and fondness.
Jim was a good man, a very good man.
- Oct 14, 2013 8:47am
Jim will be missed very much. I enjoyed getting a “Good Morning Cyndie” from him everytime he came into the office. He was such a soft-spoken, laid back, personable human being. Always there to help those in need! Many heart-felt prayers are coming your way.
- Oct 14, 2013 8:26am
Dear Flower Family,
I worked with Jim when I was a legal secretary at the law firm of Saidis, Flower & Lindsay. Jim was always so kind and respectful. It was a pleasure to get to know Jim and work with him. He touched many lives including mine. I will be keeping all of you in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time. My deepest condolences.
- Oct 14, 2013 6:44am
Dear Dawn and family, Jim was a great man , and he will be missed. Hopefully the love and support from family and friends will help you get through this difficult time. Many blessings and warm regards, Bonnie Berk
- Oct 14, 2013 6:42am
A nicer man could not be found. Our condolences to Dawn and the rest of the family.
rita and Ron Schlansky
- Oct 13, 2013 9:46pm
Dear Flower Cousins,
Turner and I are so sad to hear of Jim’s death. It has been such a struggle these last months. I am glad that you had a vacation in the west before this all began. Jim is is a better place now, beyond suffering. But now the grief takes hold of us all.
I have known Jim since we were babies–Myers cousins all of us. And Turner has known Jim since we were in our 20’s. He enjoyed talking law together, and we will both miss him a lot.
Our prayers are with you, the closest family, as you make it through the next days and weeks and months.
Dear Flower Family, I am so very sad and weep for all of you. Jim meant so much to so many and it’s so hard to realize he won’t be back with us. I valued his wisdom and compassion and generosity and decency in so many settings – as a fellow parishioner, as a client, with my husband, of his law practice, as an adoption caseworkker who had many adoption finalizations with his help (and Merl’s), as a CASA who valued his insight as Juvenile Master, and as a newspaper subscriber who occasionally benefited from his delivery-boy services! I was incredibly honored and pleased when he asked me to speak in his behalf at one of his campaign receptions. Carlisle will be diminished without his presence. Wendy Tibbetts
Dear Flower Family, I knew Jim from high school years. After graduation I never returned to Carlisle. One good memory of those years was having Jim as a classmate. He was a gracious person. Intelligent but not arrogant. I am very sorry for the deep sorrow you are now experiencing. Hopefully comfort can be found in the fact that Jim was such a decent human being and lived his life accordingly. With great sympathy, Sue Lyman
Lenore: Thanks for your gracious message and for the way your family included all of us who loved your dad in what has to have been a terrible time in your lives. We’ll continue to hold you and your family in our hearts and to be grateful for having known Jim. With much love and much sadness, Bill Smith
- Dear Family of Jim: Carlisle will not be the same without Jim…he was ever so polite and cordial to anyone who met him or knew him and once you met him you never forgot him. His wit, his smile, his intelligence, his humility…even on the day I visited him at the nursing home, exemplify a man of deep character and values…someone to look up to. I just have to tip my head back a little more and look a little higher…. May God bless you all and be with you always in his mercy for your broken hearts. Suzy Zeigler
Dear Flower Family: I’m so sorry to here that Jim has passed away. I knew him through working at Saidis Flower and Lindsey as a paralegal many years ago. Being a lifer in Carlisle, I would see Jim often out and about and most frequently at Miseno’s where I know he enjoyed a good dinner from time to time. Always pleasant and cordial no matter the day. I’m grateful to have known him and for all the goodness he shared with so many. Prayers to you the family as you move forward in your journey. May you find strength and support in all the love that will surround you. Lisa OBrien
- Dawn, Lenore and Jamie, I am saddened to hear of Jim’s passing, and my thoughts and prayers are with you. It was an honor to be his law partner and to know him and the family as friends. He was a great man who cared about his family, his friends and the community of Carlisle. Roger Morgenthal
- Dawn, Lenore and family: There is a celebration in Heaven as we cope with our loss. Jim led by example and set the bar high. The countless lives he touched will not forget his gentle wisdom. I am sorry for your loss of a great father and great husband and friend. I am sure all the many tears shed are filled with memories of a great person, an excellent attorney, and an advocate for fairness. He will be missed but not forgotten. Forrest Troutman
We are so deeply sorry for your loss You have been in our thoughts so much. We have always respected Jim and will miss him a lot. You will remain in our prayers. Karen Lyter
Dawn, Lenore and Jamie: Always the gentleman, understanding, caring and compassionate and with a smile. A devoted husband and father. A brilliant attorney. That was Jim. I am finding his passing very hard to understand and accept, as I am sure you are. I only wish I had been strong enough to visit him in the hospital. I last saw him in his office on June 28th. He will be missed by many.
As I have conveyed to Tom, if there is anything I can do for your family, please don’t hesitate to ask. You are all in my thoughts and prayers. Merlene Marhevka
Our hearts are breaking for all of you. We will continue to hold you in our prayers that God will see you through these difficult days. Linda and Ed Rosenberry
- He was a nice, nice man. From high school to adulthood, he was well respected, admired and a fellow Republican. I will miss him standing at the voting district in the 199th, his face beaming as he saw me stand in line to vote! So sorry for your loss….I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers forever, Jim. Susan Ostrowski
- 19 hours ago
Very sad to hear of Jim’s passing. Knowing he was surrounded by his loving family and friends when he passed is very comforting. Thoughts and prayers for Jim’s family coming from Colorado. Joanie Oakes Nichol
- Lenore your father was a kind and gentle and caring man. My heart goes out to you and your family for your loss. Barbara Beard Barry
I am so very sad to hear about Jim. I have known Jim since I was a little girl when my mom, Merlene, started working for him. I remember being young and at one of his Christmas parties, and breaking ornaments on his tree while playing with Lenore. During my time working for Children and Youth, it was comforting to have him as the Juvenile Master when I was presenting cases to the court. Even though he was to be impartial, I always felt like he had my back, and would stick up for me with “difficult” attorneys.Jim was truly a great person and will be missed by so many.
- I am so, so sorry to hear of Jim’s passing. But I am so grateful that the class of Carlisle High 1971 has continued to be so close and that social media has brought me closer than I ever was during my high school years. It’s a wonderful supportive group and we are with your entire family in spirit. God bless you all. Holly Frost CHS ’71
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