Lots of memories about Jim. Jeff Boler, Jim and I use to hang out a lot together. We usually started Friday nights going to visit my second cousin (Johnny Donnley) in Rolling Meadows. Johnny would buy us all the beer we wanted as long as we stayed away from that evil weed, marijuana. So we never told him. But the rest of the night was either someones house, or Wayne's Pizza, or cruising McDonalds in the green vw bug. Jim flew out to LA once to meet me, and after a couple weeks out there, we drove back to AH on old Route 66. He was a great friend and I'll miss him and I'll miss his side of the stories.