Well Jim, Seems I always bumped into you somewhere along the way. But,, I know your MS was really getting to you, your pain was so bad. I pray you are with Debbie up above, and partying right about now.
The best time I will remember is camping Labor Day Weekend in New London; You were partying like a rock star but you never got sick. I never could quite figure it out but you had all the jokes, knew every song the band played and never missed a beat. Debbie & I laughed our asses off all night with you!
I hope you’re flying high above the sky.
Give Deb, a big hug and watch over her! Until we meet again.. As ypu say: Peace Out!