Birth date: Jun 16, 1935 Death date: May 12, 2015
Dr. James Lewis “Jim” Yopp, 79, of Gainesville, Florida, passed away Tuesday, May 12, 2015, in the Gainesville Healthcare Center, following an extended illness. Dr. Yopp, a native of Paragould, Arkansas, was born June 16, 1935 to Read Obituary
Dear Bonnie, I was away when Dr. Yopp passed away and have just learned of it. I send you my sincere sympathy. I so enjoyed knowing and working with Dr. Yopp in Lake City. I learned so much from him, especially to stay calm and cool even if things were falling a part around you! Please know that I hold you in my thoughts and prayers. Linda Sue Felder
When I was in 10th grade, age 15, & Jim was in 12th grade, age 17, I was too young to have a driver's license, so Jim would drop me off at my Sunday a.m. preaching appointment (Stonewall) & then go on to his up the road. After the evening service he would stop at Stonewall and give me a ride back to Paragould. As I remember it, he always refused to accept my offers to buy gas for his car.
It's Saturday morning and it's a day when dad would've gotten up and eaten mom's homemade biscuits with gravy and then gone outside to start working in the garden. She would then bring him iced tea and tell him he was working too hard. He would measure the size of his oranges and later give a thorough report while wiping his sweaty brow with a handkerchief.
It's an early Saturday morning and dad would've made sure that every chore at home was taken care of before he started looking at some news or preparing for his sermon on Sunday. If it was a special Saturday he would be getting ready to go to a Gator game with his favorite son, my favorite brother, Doug.
Because my dad started being a preacher when he was a young 17, delivering a sermon on Sunday morning was as natural to him as waking up is for the rest of us.
Most Saturdays and Sundays he would've heard a phone call from one of his kids that he love unconditionally, Doug Rene and Lisa. But it's an early Saturday morning and dad can't get up and do any of those things that he always loved doing because Alzheimer's forced his family to say a very long goodbye. The gardens, the Gators and the pulpits in heaven are ready for him. Go Gators, grow gardens grow and preach Daddy preach.
Thank you Daddy for teaching me to read, to pursue knowledge and to love the little children of the world.
I will always love you, Lisa.
I love you Daddy
