Birth date: Jun 15, 1941 Death date: Oct 7, 2003
Mr. James H. “Jim” Edlund, age 62, went to be with his Lord Tuesday morning, October 7, 2003. He was born June 15, 1941 in Muskegon and had been a life resident of the area. Jim was a member of Trinity Baptist Church. He had been Read Obituary
I would like to extend my sympathies to the family of Jim. Although I only knew him for a short period of time, you could tell he was a very loving man with a very caring and compassionate family. You are all in my thoughts and prayers.##imported-begin##Gloria Smith##imported-end##
I would just like to say hello to the family of Jim and let them know that I am thinking of them and they are in my prayers. It was an honor taking care of him and being able to know all of you.##imported-begin##Kimberly Williams##imported-end##
I just wanted to send my prayers out to Jim's daughters. I didn't know your father very well but I was able to meet a very caring, loving family . And I'm sure that came from your Dad. May God be with you always. Robin (lifecare)##imported-begin##Robin Sowa##imported-end##
I didn't get a chance to tell you the story of how your dad scared the daylights out of me--I was working at Station One one night several years ago, probably just sitting in the Lazy Boy watching TV when I heard a noise in the truck room (not all that unusual in a big building). I didn't pay much attention to it until I heard another noise, much closer, in the Bunk Room, which was right next to me. I still wasn't very concerned, because the only people who used the truck room to bunk room door were guys who knew where they were going, so it must have been one of the part time guys I knew coming in--when all of a sudden the door between the bunk room and the living quarters flew open and a great big guy was standing in the doorway asking who I was (he apparently thought he would see an "old timer" like himself there). I told him who I was, and he told me who he was, and he sat down and we had a nice chat about the "good old days" when Jim was a fire fighter and pulled duty with Bob Swanker and Russ Anderson and Charlie Jaenicke, and a whole lot of other legends in our department. It ended up being a whole lot better than watching TV.##imported-begin##Bob Sytsema, Deputy Chief, Norton Shores Fire Department##imported-end##
I've known Jim from work for about 20 years. We were a supplier for LJ Marine. He was a nice person, and will be missed. may God be with all the family in this time of sorrow.
Best Regards,
Gary Sowles##imported-begin##gary sowles (applied industrial / detroit ball)##imported-end##
My deepest sympathies and prayers go out to Jim's Daughters and his entire Family. I work at lifecare and was one of the aides that helped take care of your dad. I just want you all to know how very sorry I am for your lost. I too lost my father at a young age and I understand how difficult this time is. Especially when it comes to Dad's and their little girls. My heart goes out to all of you and I hope you find peace in knowing that your Dad is no longer in pain and is safe in heaven with his Lord.##imported-begin##Kelly Hicks##imported-end##
His name was "Tiny" to me (and a lot of other people too for that matter) when I first met him, almost 40 years ago. He was my husband, Harry "Jim" Christiansen's best friend. This was in our youth, during that time in our lives we all thought we'd live forever and the days seemed endless - we had health and energy. We went places, did things, went on adventures, had fun, talked, laughed, discussed all there was that came to our minds. Tiny had the most memorable giggle I ever heard and if he "gotcha" on a prank, the giggle was even better! What I remember the most was what a true friend he was to my husband. He as a friend that loved at all times. Although I won't go into great detail, Tiny put his love into action for his friend and supported and cared about every detail of his friends life. They worked together, they played together, and Tiny shared the message of God's love to his friend. Harry died in 1976. There has never been a more comforting memory for me than remembering the strength of that friendship. Tiny and I always had a soft spot or tenderheart-edness for each other in our hearts - not romantic, but probably because there was all the memorable history we shared together. We talked about it last year and giggled and laughed between the tears and sobs. We talked a couple of hours and we both agreed we still had the soft spot even though we hadn't seen each other for over 20 years - but we reconnected with that true kind of friendship that leaves a lasting memory. We agreed then that we'd get together "soon" and visit face to face. Not a week went by since we talked that it didn't cross my mind to set a date. I hope he made his trip down south to see his friend, in Huntsville I believe it was. I don't know when I'll see him again, but I know it will be in Heaven. We know he is with those who have gone before and what a great day that will be when we are all together again. My life was better because Jim Edlund was part of it and as I have remembered him this long, I will continue as long as there is memory for me. Lovingly I want to extend my sympathy to Joann, Elaine, Diane and Julie. Be thankful for the memories and use them well. Sincerely, Toni Rose##imported-begin##Toni "Christiansen" Rose##imported-end##
Diane,
We are so sorry to hear about your father. Please know that our prayers and thoughts are with you. We are out of town and will most likely not be able to attend the services but know that we will be praying for you.
Hugs to you
Don and Mary##imported-begin##Mary and Don Farnquist##imported-end##
