James Charles Thompson

Jim lived life on his own terms. Nothing could stop him from fishing, diving, or hunting. If it was in season, he was participating. Jim ignored discomfort, doctor’s orders, and in some instances, safety, to spend time with his loved ones harvesting some kind of animal.

He spent his career working in concrete sales, building lasting relationships through his hard work, honesty, and sense of humor. He went into concrete sales because he knew he didn't want to be trapped in an office... even in the Florida summers, where it gets "Africa hot" when there's no breeze.

Jim's favorite hobbies were found outdoors. He loved offshore and snook fishing, duck hunting, and turkey hunting. Whether he was trolling, bottom fishing, or swatting away mosquitoes in the duck boat at 4am, he was just happy to be there with friends and family. As he'd say, "Sometimes you're shootin' ducks and sometimes you're drinkin' coffee" on the slow days. A bad day on the water is better than a good day in the office, right?

Those who knew Jim will remember his unintentional sense of humor, his rebellious spirit, and his ability to make people laugh. He was the kind of man who told it like it was, stood by his convictions, and left a lasting impression on everyone he met.

Jim is survived by his son, Cody Thompson; his daughter-in-law, Priscilla Thompson; his brothers, Chip and John Thompson; his sister-in-law, Lisa Thompson; his nephews, Kyle and Matthew Thompson; his aunt, Adrienne Phillips; and his uncle, Mick Hatcher. He was preceded in death by his parents, Frank and Lockie Thompson.

Jim's memory will live on in the countless stories shared by family and friends, in the waters he loved to fish, and in the woods he loved to hunt. He will be deeply missed and fondly remembered by all who knew him.

In honoring Jim's life, the family encourages those who knew him to spend a day outdoors, cast a line, watch a sunrise, or share a laugh with loved ones—simple pleasures that meant so much to him.