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"Big Brother" Jim

My sisters, brother and I have so many fond memories of Jim from all the time he spent with us on the farm. If Dad and Mom were still with us, I am sure they would add their own loving memories. With the only boy in our farm family of 8 being the baby, my father could not have asked for a better hired man than Jim - whether in the barn mucking the stables or levelling in the haymow, or outside in the fields: loading the hay wagons, stooking, pitching the sheaves, manning the Super to plough or ...., whatever needed doing, Jim was there and gave it his all. Dad often said Big Jim did the work of 3-4 men. In the field, he'd finish his own stook and run over to help one of my sisters with their rows, then run back to catch up in his own row - no problem. The same with pitching sheaves. He had a heart of gold and was kind to us all. Mom loved him as a son. I think I also speak for all of my siblings when I say we loved him as a big brother. Personally I have many happy memories of his being with us, including his being our jovial Santa Claus for years before I finally figured it out. However, my most striking memory was the time he took us kids for a drive to Collingwood and we went to the caves. At one point, I stumbled and my shoe rolled between a hole in the guard rail and fell down among the rocks. I thought it was a gonner. As quick as a wink, Jim was over the wooden guard rail and climbing down the rocks to fetch my shoe. I was terrified and sure he was going to fall and die and told him to let the shoe go (even though I did not want to go home with one bare foot). He climbed down and back up so fast, smiling, with my shoe. He always brought us back home safe and sound. He was so caring. Not only to us - I never heard him say an unkind word about anyone. Jim was a good man, a gentle man. Thanks, Jim, for being our "big" brother.
Posted by Sister Joyce Lorentz
Friday October 18, 2019 at 6:35 pm
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