Our friendship only grew from there. Linda and I always make 2-3 trips a year to Vero Beach to spend days on end with Doc and Pat. We were there this past week and I could see that Jim had really gone downhill. Damn old Parkinsons Disease.
When we were leaving on Tuesday, Jim only said a couple of words, but they were "Did you fix the lawn mower" and "When will you be back". When I told him it would be a couple of months, his face went completely blank and I knew then, time was near.
Then a couple of hours after we left, we got a call from Pat saying she had taken him to the hospital and did not think he would ever come home.
We shared many a good times together playing steel, looking through his junk that he collected and other fun things.
Jim passed away this morning around 10am
I will surely miss my pal.
This picture was a couple of months ago.
