California on September 9, 2019 after a hard-fought battle with glioblastoma (brain cancer).
Uncle Jimmy, as he was known to many of us, was a man of few words, until Ol’ No.7 came out.
Once that happened, he'd engage in some of the most interesting conversations known to man.
He appreciated cars and enjoyed working with his hands. But most importantly he valued family
over all else with unconditional love and loyalty for them. He stayed overnight for the rest of his
life after serving as a designated driver for his niece and nephew one night. Little did we know
just how special our relationship with Jimmy would become. Always there to listen to our failures
and our successes, he'd offer whatever words of wisdom he could.
Uncle Jimmy will forever live in the hearts and in the memories of all who knew him.