Uncle Jim
It has been such a long time that I dont really know where to start except to say that Uncle Jim was always so good to me, so kind, he never had a cross word, he was truly a good man and he will be missed.
I remember as a kid in Ohio when Uncle Jim and Aunt Edie and Uncle Shelby would come down to Ohio to visit Mom and Dad and they would all sit at the kitchen table and tell the stories of their days growing up in Kentucky.
Of course we had heard all of these stories so many times but they would tell them again and again and all of them laughing so hard I could not even understand what they were saying though they all knew the punch line and would laugh and laugh.
This would go on for hours on end and soon enough Uncle Jim had his fill of it and would always find a quiet place in the house or if it was summer time out on the back porch and I would go out and sit with him and we would share the time together in a quieter more peaceful atmosphere as the laughter continued in the kitchen.
He would always ask me about my life and what was going on and if I was playing football or baseball or how was school and was always interested in our lives. He was truly a kind man and I remember his smile and the soft easy way about him that would always put you at ease.
On some of these trips Jimmy and Johny would come with them ( I know your a grown man now John but you will always be Johny to me, I love you cousin) and Uncle JIm was so proud of all of his children and would tell me what each and every one of you were up to and his eyes would shine with pride.
I can recall Uncle Jim coming to our home in the mid to late 70's when he was driving the semi trucks over the road. He would stop and stay with us while on his way to or back from a long road trip.
I would sit at the kitchen table with him and I remember how hard he worked and how tired he would be from working so hard for his family. Sometimes he would eat dinner with us and sometimes he would be so exhausted he would go right to bed after a long road trip.
I would always ask him where he had been or where he was going and it may be Atlanta Georgia or somewhere on the east coast seaboard but he never complained about his aches and pains and would do anything for his family and would tell me how he was excited to end this trip and how he was looking forward to getting home to Aunt Edie and the kids.
He would always be gone in the morning when I would get up for school, back on the road working hard for his family who he loved so much. I always respected him for that.
Uncle Jim you will be missed by so many of your family and friends who will love you and miss you each and every day but in Gods wisdom it wont always hurt this way.
May Gods peace be with you all,
Jeff Driggers