Scott Sytsema
Jim and I have been friends for years. We got into trouble a lot and always laughed our way out of it. I remember one time we got into trouble and my dad said I was grounded—but not from Jim. He came to my bedroom window, and we talked for hours. We were inseparable, and we sure had fun. What Jim didn't think of, I did.
We had a luncheon scheduled, but our cancers kept getting in the way.
If anyone wonders about our shenanigans, just ask Jim's brother, Tom. He can verify what I'm saying.
Yes, we were quite the pair, and Jim will be greatly missed.
Dawn Krager