Ken Oates

Unfortunately, the only memory that I have of Jim Jr. was when I was a young boy around 8 or 9 and my family went to visit Uncle Ed and Aunt Grace when they lived on Grace Street. I remember Aunt Grace making her “famous” hamburgers. But before and after a late lunch, Jim Jr., my brother, and I went out to play football. Jim played QB. I thought it was the coolest thing to be playing with the “big boys”. So sorry to learn of his passing. Take heart in that he was walking with our Lord and savior Jesus Christ. May God and his word comfort you and all of us during this time and forevermore.

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