James Gianelli

When I was in third grade, we had a dog named Bobo. Bobo was always getting out of the house and running. One day, he ran and we couldn't catch him (Bobo was a wired-haired fox terrier). We got a call later that day from a woman who told us she had hit and killed our dog. I was despondent. The next day when Uncle Jake came home, he had a bag full of pork sandwiches from Johnny at Liberty Lunch and a brand new leather desk and vanity set for me. I still have the brush, orange with daisies on...

Jake was my friend when I was a 7th grader/he an 8th grader @ Sacred Heart. He wiuld by me a pop at the corner store across from Muhlenberg hotel on 4th. he paid my way into the Midway to see "The Knute Rockne Story" with Davis and Blanchard clips from the Army Game. He also took me to the Babe Ruth Story film.
YES he was a kind person - a friend on the JV basketball team in 56'. I too will miss thBig Jimmy! Bob "Rabbit" Williams

My Uncle Jake was the toughest man I ever met. He was also one of the kindest. We all have our flaws and Uncle Jake was no saint, but you would never find a more loyal friend. Too bad all his so-called friends from the past seem to have forgotten that. Uncle Jake was a mentor and friend to me. Among the many things I learned was this, "You don't have to be a 'Hard Man' to be a 'Tough Man'". I miss you Uncle Jake.

Felecia, Susan, Michael and Families~
When I read of Jake's passing, so many fun, wonderful memories came to me of the times we all spent together...so much laughter and love.
May your memories bring you comfort and support.
Love, Cuzzin' Linette

You will be missed!!! I have many fond memories of you, especially those from our days together at Central Catholic.

cousin Jake always had a kind heart. He always had a smile on his face, and He always teated me very kindly, that is what i will always remember about cousin Jake. I remember my days with aunt alma, uncle jim and cousin felecia.

kevin n. barrett

Don't weep at my grave, for I am not there,
I've a date with a butterfly to dance in the air.
I'llbe singing in the sunshine, wild and fgre,
Playing tag with the wind, while I'm waiting for thee.