Jim was a longtime friend. We met as teenagers in North Tulsa. He had a blue Mustang and the starter had gone out on it. I worked at a gas station on North Harvard called the Pemco. I replaced the starter on his car for him. He thanked me and charged it to his dad‘s account. When he left the service station driveway. All I heard was tires squealing, and seeing the blue smoke come off of the tires. The next time I saw him he was driving his dad‘s 1964 Galaxy 500 XL convertible. This time when he came in, he said fill it up. Took about $10 worth of gasoline at the time. I asked him what was the special occasion that he was driving his dad‘s car. He looked at me with that special grin that he had with those beautiful blue eyes and said “I got a date, I’ll see you later.”That was over 57 years ago. The last time that Debbie and I saw him in the hospital, I was able to talk to him and pray with him and Tammy. He was so appreciative. I asked him if he remembered me fixing his car, and he said yes. I asked him if he remember what kind of car it was, and he said it was a Mustang. I asked him if he remembered what color it was and he said blue; that was a lot of fun. He flashed that grin that I had seen so many times at me look right at us with those beautiful blue eyes and I asked him if he wanted to have a word a prayer again, and he said yes. We thank God for the opportunity we had to be with him as we all sought. God‘s grace and mercy on all of us. I said amen, and he very emphatically said amen. I say to Jimmy today God bless you, brother. Thanks for being such a good friend for so long. I love you. I’ll see you again someday.