Jimmy was a fine friend and always made every adventure better, bringing refinement no matter the situation or chaos.
Once on my favorite project at GRU we were driving through brush that was higher than the truck, 10 feet or higher; now it was thick for sure. We were going to highline poles to be painted, and as we are going along Jimmy says I'm trying to miss a hole along here pretty close now. He remembered it like it was yesterday, and that was around 2003, years after he had retired. Surely surprised me when he said that, I could not see a thing other than brush breaking at the front of the truck. I have never been in anything that thick before or since in a vehicle, but that hole turned out to be a ditch and we missed it.
That reminds me of another time I wanted to put up a hunting stand in a pretty remote spot in Alabama. Jim was right there every step of the way through acres of briars, grape vines and crazy going, he must have been 69 or 70 then, he was sure tough and always good natured no matter how bad the situation or my decisions on stand placement (sure brings a smile, remembering the adventure of it all).
We were in just a few other tight spots breaking brush together, but I will save those stories for a campfire another time.
He was a fine friend and good man. You will be dearly missed Jim!
He loved his gospel music, and he is with the Lord now without a doubt.
Solon Bellot