Summertime 2011

Jim was a lover of the sun and all the possibilities of what could be had on a hot summer day. We've had some great "Jim days" this summer. Jim you are loved and so very missed. Love, MOM

A little boy's guardian angel

Jim added a new little one to his guardian angel duties when Julie gave birth to the sweetest, most precious little baby boy, Luca James Mario Meloni, on May 7th.

Luca, the proud owner of two middle names - that of Uncle Jim and Uncle Mario who passed before Luca could meet them. I can assure you though that Luca will do his middle names proud and that Uncle Jim and Uncle Mario will watch over our new little one.

A Star has been born! Welcome Luca. WE LOVE YOU!

Joanne (Grandma)
Jim's MOM

Three years already

This bumper sticker was posted in at least 200 locations in N. Miami today, April 10, 2011 in an effort to to find that one person with a conscience....that one person who knows who murdered Jim. The anniversary of Jim's death is tomorrow, April 11th. Jim was killed in his apartment in broad daylight. It is impossible to believe that no one heard anything; incomprehensible that the murderer hasn't told someone. The murderer took advantage of Jim's kindness and compassion for others. The murderer is a loser and the ultimate scum of the earth...so what are you protecting him/her for?? Jim's family has suffered a great loss. A wonderful young man is gone. Jim will never come back to us, but we plead for and demand, justice for Jim. Please help.

Be My Valentine

I have a small painting hanging in my living room that I did for Jim for Valentine's Day 2008, sent to him just two months before he died. He had it in his room when we went there. I wish he still had it - that he was living in Las Vegas, all happy and content. I sure do miss you, Jim.

Love and Happy Valentine's Day to my precious son.

Joanne, Jim's MOM

Missing Jim

I missed him yesterday, and the day before. He will always be missed.

Thinking of my boy

I've spent the afternoon and evening going through Jim's stuff. His whole life is crammed into a big box in the basement. How could that be?? I continue to look for clues to his death, but the clues aren't there. I often go to bed at night thinking that Jim will come to me with the answer, but he never does. The nightmare isn't going to go away....ever. And, the answers will never come....ever. Jim's MOM

Christmas without Jim

Jim, you will be so missed tomorrow, Christmas Day.....one of your favorite holidays. I love you very much and miss you each and every day. Love, MOM