One of my best friends for more than 25 years, Jim and I saw the best and worst of each other. I was proud to be with him the night his son, Trevor was born.  A panic-stricken Jim, so nervous he could not drive, and me, the world's worst driver, racing to the hospital.  I am so proud to know Anne, Wesley, Trvor, Lauren, Carol and Mike. I will dearly miss the most honest man I ever knew.