Alicia: I will never forget the morning of Friday, January 5. We were still dealing with the fallout from the broken water heater as well as from an incident in December when my wallet was stolen (the thief then wrote over $2,000 in checks from our account and we had to deal with the collection agencies for months, file a police report, sign affidavits of fraud, etc.). Then, early in the morning, we received a call from my mother. My dear Uncle James (husband to Maria Mock and beloved father of seven children) had just passed away that morning from a suddent massive heart attack. I couldn't believe it. Almost immediately I think I went into action mode ... it still seemed so unbelievable. After coordinating details on notifying friend and family, we headed out for Demopolis, a small town about 2 1/2 hours west of us. There are only a few moments that are clear from that weekend ... sharing grief and love with all the family and friends that gathered, helping to organize the service, comforting loved ones, crying at the viewing, and then the funeral. The clearest moment was at the service the morning of the funeral. I felt so filled with James' love and spirit. I know he gave me strength to speak and welcome everyone and to make it through the day. I felt so at peace. It was a lovely service. We will miss you so very much James and will strive to champion lofty virtues in everything we do. I am saddened a little as I write this, but not just because I miss his presence, his humour, his kind words and his peaceful ways, but because we cannot yet journey with him. He has gone ahead. I love you, James. Thank you. Thank you.
One of James' parting gifts ... he gathered so many family and friends together, many of whom had not gathered in a very long time. We gathered in unity and love.
(I will post more pictures later as well as copies of the articles about his life and contributions to the local community.)
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