Jim and I met in the late 90's when our girls--Kristen and Katie were at Catholic school together, followed by being in the Hopi tribe of Indian Princesses for about 5 years. We had 18 Dads and 20 girls in the tribe with two sets of twins. There were many great Fathers in that organization with Jim at the top. I got to know him very well during our three weekend camps each year when we would sit around the campfire and share life stories. He talked about baseball for hours. He became a brother to me.
At Camp Tippecanoe, Jim, Kristen, Katie and I took two canoes out across the lake. Katie and I got out on a big rock, and Kristen followed. Jim was in the canoe by himself, sitting on the back with the front jutting out over the water. I warned him not to do that, and sure enough, he fell in, fully clothed with a movie camera in his hand. Somehow, Jim kept his head above water with the canoe on one arm and the movie camera up in the air with the other. I had to add insult to injury and asked him if it was ok to take pictures while he was paddling with his feet. Kristen was understandably concerned but Jim made it to the rock. Amazing feat!
In 2015, he helped me in my startup company Novus Energy with getting good suppliers. In 2019, just before covid, he got me into his Saturday walking group, which I continue from time to time.
It is hard to find a better Dad, a better friend, a more thoughtful person and a smarter man. His temperance and patience in the face of adversity has been admirable and amazing. I benefited from knowing him and being his friend. I miss him sorely.
May the Salem family be blessed with what I'm sure are countless treasured memories of this great man. His values and teaching will live on through many.