JAMES T. HARRIS

For eighty years, Jim has been my longest friend, a splendid person, my classmate from kindergarten through law school and beyond. We participated in each other's weddings, shared each other's homes, played together in a band, played touch football and appreciated each other's children. My world is a little more shrunk without his voice on the phone and his notes. Like all his relatives and friends, I cherish his memory.


DAVID CONRAD

When we lose a loved one, they become a memory. Then the memory becomes a treasure. Hold on to those treasures; they will help you during these difficult times. (Isa. 41:10)

So blessed to be a part of the HARRIS, HARRISON, CRANE cLAN. Cousin Jim is the last of the Harris clan,.....Barbie Harrison Nadaff now the last of the Harrison clan, and my brother Ralph Crane and I, Connie Crane Meyer, the last of the Crane clan. WHAT A CLAN IT WAS. tWO hARRIS GALS, THREE HARRIS MEN, and what great times we shared. Whether Montclair, NJ when the Harris brothers , Pete, John and Jim would blow their horns blasting Christmas carols on our front lawn on Valley Road for...