33 years old on January 11, 2014

Seems like yesterday that Jim couldn't understand why Julie was sad when we dropped her off at her dorm on the U of M campus. She was homesick and had tears in her eyes, and he was like, "I don't get it, you get to do whatever you want...you're free...I'd love to do whatever I want, when I want." Of course he really didn't understand that Julie wasn't all that free, but from his high school teenager point of view, that's how he saw it. At age 27, Jim achieved ultimate freedom. This was not the kind of freedom he was thinking of...certainly not the kind I ever envisioned for him. My sweet boy is gone - I will always want him back. Jim would have been 33 years old tomorrow, but for us he is forever 27. You are missed, Jim and we love you. Happy Birthday. Love, MOM