Hi James. As I’m thinking about what to share on here, I have such mixed feelings. I feel like I’m supposed to feel sadness, and/or feel like crying/sobbing because of the circumstances. However, something in my mind won’t let me go to that dark place. I feel confident it’s because every memory I have of you James, you are laughing, smiling, cracking me up, etc. That happy, positive image is “locked in” my brain, and in my heart. You always brought so much positivity to our team in those HS glory days. I absolutely loved my 16 years at IH because of kids like you. I’m a little older now, and my memory isn’t always as sharp, but what I recall most about you, at that time in your life, is very unique. Again, ALWAYS smiling, always happy, but the most amazing quality was your compassion and kindness you showed to all groups of kids. That my friend, is what was so rare/unique. Not many 15/16 & 17 year old boys have the ability to show that kind of empathy for others. Honestly, I think you would have physically fought someone if they were unkind to other kids. That’s pretty special.
I feel so honored to be considered your friend. I feel so blessed to have been able to be your coach. You’re truly a gift from God. I don’t know how much time you have left, but I do know that the time you have, will be spent as the unselfish, caring, compassionate, honorable, class act human being that I remember from 20 plus years ago.
Until me meet again James. Peace and Love,
Coach Siple
Coach...thank you so much for your thoughts and memories of James. Carol and I have very fond memories of those days in Indian Hill. The James you described some 20 years ago is still present today in his compassion as a Nurse for his patients and collegues.
Frank and Carol Lyman