Shared by Amy Bauer

My memories of James begin when he was a small boy. Our families went to the same church. He stood out because he was always smiling and super happy to see everyone. We became good friends during our teenage years. He was truly a nice person with a giving spirit. I had many conversations with James, some very serious and others drop on to the floor hysterical. We could and would talk about anything and everything. I use to meet up with him at various diners and talk for hours. He lives on in us all. He is dearly missed.

(See more from Amy on James at her blog)