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Six months ago, Jim died
9 years ago
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Jim died 6 months ago, as many of you know. I want to tell you a little story about him, if I may....
When Jim was a young guy, he met the love of his life, Scott. They were together as much as they could be, given that Scott was closeted and his mother hated gay people. Jim and Scott were together through the 1970s and 1980s. Then, I believe it was 1989, while Jim was working in Phoenix, Scott died suddenly of a heart defect while in New York. (In retrospect, the parallel between this and me and Jim is kind of scary).
Jim was devastated, of course. What was worse was that Scott's mother burned everything Scott left behind, and Jim was only left with a couple photos.
Jim continued with his life in radio and television. He met a guy one day--you know, can't recall his name, think it was Donald or some such--and was hopeful they would make something of it. But Donald turned to drugs (crack), and Jim had to tell him to get out (but he kept Donald's dog, Peaches smile emoticon )
After that, Jim was alone for 14 years. Then he met me. I was still married at the time, but we started working together on his website. You see, Jim got screwed a second time when TV news changed, firing most of its experienced people in favor of big-breasted bimbos. Again, though, Jim didn't give up. He decided to become an online journalist.
We worked very hard together, Jim and I, but especially Jim. First, it was MIentertainment, a venture in Lansing, Michigan. I won't go into why, but we had to close shop, another failure.
Again, Jim didn't give up. I got a divorce, and the two of us moved to California to start again. He did news and entertainment online in this valley of Coachella for four years. Not to be bitter, but except for a few good people (you know who you are, I won't mention you by name for fear of forgetting someone, but you know), Jim was largely f***ed over by the business culture here.
But he didn't give up. He was working on a book about California and a new travel show about the state when his beautiful, wonderful heart finally had to rest, and Jim went to Heaven.
But, in his years with me, I know one thing: despite it all, Jim was happy. He loved his work. He loved California, and he loved me, and I him. Who could ask for more?
So, to honor Jim, I think the best way is to emulate him. To never give up on life or on love. i will live the best life I can while I am here, and Jim will always be with me. And, one day, when my heart needs rest, too, I will see him again. Life is not forever. But love, genuine love, is.
Let's all take a lesson from Jim.
Love,
Kevin
When Jim was a young guy, he met the love of his life, Scott. They were together as much as they could be, given that Scott was closeted and his mother hated gay people. Jim and Scott were together through the 1970s and 1980s. Then, I believe it was 1989, while Jim was working in Phoenix, Scott died suddenly of a heart defect while in New York. (In retrospect, the parallel between this and me and Jim is kind of scary).
Jim was devastated, of course. What was worse was that Scott's mother burned everything Scott left behind, and Jim was only left with a couple photos.
Jim continued with his life in radio and television. He met a guy one day--you know, can't recall his name, think it was Donald or some such--and was hopeful they would make something of it. But Donald turned to drugs (crack), and Jim had to tell him to get out (but he kept Donald's dog, Peaches smile emoticon )
After that, Jim was alone for 14 years. Then he met me. I was still married at the time, but we started working together on his website. You see, Jim got screwed a second time when TV news changed, firing most of its experienced people in favor of big-breasted bimbos. Again, though, Jim didn't give up. He decided to become an online journalist.
We worked very hard together, Jim and I, but especially Jim. First, it was MIentertainment, a venture in Lansing, Michigan. I won't go into why, but we had to close shop, another failure.
Again, Jim didn't give up. I got a divorce, and the two of us moved to California to start again. He did news and entertainment online in this valley of Coachella for four years. Not to be bitter, but except for a few good people (you know who you are, I won't mention you by name for fear of forgetting someone, but you know), Jim was largely f***ed over by the business culture here.
But he didn't give up. He was working on a book about California and a new travel show about the state when his beautiful, wonderful heart finally had to rest, and Jim went to Heaven.
But, in his years with me, I know one thing: despite it all, Jim was happy. He loved his work. He loved California, and he loved me, and I him. Who could ask for more?
So, to honor Jim, I think the best way is to emulate him. To never give up on life or on love. i will live the best life I can while I am here, and Jim will always be with me. And, one day, when my heart needs rest, too, I will see him again. Life is not forever. But love, genuine love, is.
Let's all take a lesson from Jim.
Love,
Kevin
I'm here for you if you need anything.
With that said, it was rather lovely to read how much you value Jim's positivity. Even when it seemed like everything was against him, he'd always find something to keep smiling for, and I have no doubt that that reason he kept smiling was because he had you
Just out of curiosity, might I ask how you two met in the first place? You mention this website of his, so I'm guessing you worked in the same place or something along those lines? Just being my curious self.
*hugs extra tightly*
thank you