January 5, 2021
January 5, 2021
Almost two years since the last time we spoke... I miss you more than words can describe.
January 25, 2019
January 25, 2019
Jamie was one of the nicest people I’ve ever had the pleasure meeting. We were gym buddies in the dungeon as we called it in Hinton. Always pushing me to work harder. I appreciated everything you helped me with man. You will be missed by everyone bro. I’m truly sorry I can’t be there today. Rest easy now my friend. Till we meet again Presscore
January 24, 2019
January 24, 2019
Jamie you were an amazing young man loved by your friends and family...So much love and true friendship shared during your short time on this earth.. Your memories will live on forever..you are with your Dad now playing music and telling him about everyone and everything that has happened since he left this earth.. Your presence has been priceless, memories cast in gold and your spirit will remain a conversation piece and you will not be forgotten. . RIP my friend until we meet again
January 20, 2019
January 20, 2019
As I have written many times – to him and to others – Jamie was the best friend I never met.
Many years ago he and I got acquainted on the old MySpace social media website. Since then it has always amazed me how close we became. Something just seemed to “click” between us. He would tell me about life in Hinton and when I told him about Hendricks, my town here in Minnesota (Jamie always called my state “Minny”), things didn’t feel all that different. We both loved small town life. We both had dreams and ambitions that always seemed just a little bit out of reach. We supported each other through uncertain times, anxieties, career transitions, and touches of depression. I admired his grit and determination and he must have seen enough things in me that were worth sticking with for all those years.
We knew that someday we would meet up and when we did we would talk the night away and finally figure out why we felt like brothers from different mothers.
Now that won’t happen.
It’s 1,332 miles (2,143 km) from Hendricks to Hinton. 1,117 miles (1,797 km) to Calgary. I could have made that drive many times over the years. Or flown. But I didn’t. And the regret for not doing so is deep. I’m sorry, Jamie, I failed you on that.
So for those of you who were his family, who knew Jamie in person, who saw him often, who maybe did talk the night away together, who went to hockey games with him, who pushed him at the gym, who stood beside him – you are the fortunate ones, you have deep and real memories, and I envy you and am thankful that you were a part of his life.
The night before his passing – not knowing that he had already left us – I prayed that God would welcome Jamie when the time came, wrap him in warmth and light, and hold him close. Now that has come to be.
Presscore, the Olsonator misses you. My unmet friend, our first meeting has been postponed for awhile.
Many years ago he and I got acquainted on the old MySpace social media website. Since then it has always amazed me how close we became. Something just seemed to “click” between us. He would tell me about life in Hinton and when I told him about Hendricks, my town here in Minnesota (Jamie always called my state “Minny”), things didn’t feel all that different. We both loved small town life. We both had dreams and ambitions that always seemed just a little bit out of reach. We supported each other through uncertain times, anxieties, career transitions, and touches of depression. I admired his grit and determination and he must have seen enough things in me that were worth sticking with for all those years.
We knew that someday we would meet up and when we did we would talk the night away and finally figure out why we felt like brothers from different mothers.
Now that won’t happen.
It’s 1,332 miles (2,143 km) from Hendricks to Hinton. 1,117 miles (1,797 km) to Calgary. I could have made that drive many times over the years. Or flown. But I didn’t. And the regret for not doing so is deep. I’m sorry, Jamie, I failed you on that.
So for those of you who were his family, who knew Jamie in person, who saw him often, who maybe did talk the night away together, who went to hockey games with him, who pushed him at the gym, who stood beside him – you are the fortunate ones, you have deep and real memories, and I envy you and am thankful that you were a part of his life.
The night before his passing – not knowing that he had already left us – I prayed that God would welcome Jamie when the time came, wrap him in warmth and light, and hold him close. Now that has come to be.
Presscore, the Olsonator misses you. My unmet friend, our first meeting has been postponed for awhile.
January 18, 2019
January 18, 2019
It is easy to tell the kind of person Jamie was by the messages of love and support left by those who knew him. He was so kind and gentle, thankful and appreciative, loyal and loving. He left an impression on everyone he met. To all who knew and loved Jamie, please honour his memory by being kind, being grateful and appreciate each day as a gift. Jamie, I am so happy we were able to reconnect after all those years and to see what an awesome young man you became. Love ya kid xoxox
January 18, 2019
January 18, 2019
Missing you dear nephew! Loved all the messages and talks we had via iMessage. Wish we could of had more time together. Love you!