James Kerr

Its been a while since youve passed James Kerr, and I wanted you to know that I remembered something about you that I wanted to acknowledge. When Vondy Campbell died and we were all at his wake at Blue Goose Inn in St. Clair Shores, you made a point of celebrating life rather than grieving. That was good energy and it has carried my soul since 1999.

Now you are gone and my wish is that people continue to celebrate you! Thank you James for your delightful company here on the planet.

I'd like to take the opportunity here to let everyone here know that there is a photographic tribute to James' memory at:

www.myspace.com/jimmyjameskerr

While it would be appropriate to thank all Jimmy's friends personally in this guest book it would be impossible to complete a list with any precision. He had such a vast amount of great friends.
There were a number of very special people in James' life. They are especially appreciated by his family.

Dear Brother James
Thanks for all your great positive energy over the many years. I'll see you again when my Soul Journey starts.

To James Family
May your hearts be warmed by the fact that James spirit is watching over those he loves so dear.

I met James (not Jimmy) in Mt. Clemens Michigan in August of 2004. I am in a band that has done reunion gigs once a year, in August, since the summer of 2000. What makes meeting him most memorable is the fact that on the Friday afternoon he walked into Andy Andersons pad with Don Benson, our guitar player and head of St. Johns Hospital Emergency Room in Detroit, a number of band members were sitting around wondering how long the total electrical blackout would last. Hours earlier, because of...

12/12/2007 7:45 p.m.

I just returned from saying goodbye to my friend. Standing on my back porch, what I wanted to say, what I was struggling for, while everyone was telling stories about James, finally came to me. I just needed to be alone for a minute to allow my thoughts to gel. It is this.
James had the passion of a musician and songwriter. A person who takes his feelings, empathy and heart and puts it into a piece of music and poetry and sings to a big gathering of souls. ...

Although my memories of my cousin Jimmy are few, they are happy ones. We would see each other at my grandparents' house and laugh. I remember how he could bring light to a room and smile to my face.

I've known Jimmy all my life, our parents were friends and his mom was my adopted Grandma. I only remember a few meetings, which of course left a lasting impression. I wish I would have given him more time a few years ago on the last occasion that I saw him. He offered it freely, but I was too busy with my own doings and family. Life is too short and Jimmy will remind me to always make time for a friend.
My deepest condolences to Liz, Chris and Dan. Only the good die young.
Hey...

Jimmy,
You were the best kind of friend, as were Vondy, and our sister Joyce, Chris Newman, and all of our family that have moved on. The kind of friend that got under your skin because you wanted them there. You wanted to feel life as one glorious, unified, expression of love for one another. I am sad that I haven't been able to talk to you in recent years, but glad that you are with our precious friends. I wrote this for Vondy and Joyce, and wish I could sing it to you in person,...

Jimmy words connot convey our symapathy... memories of jimmy and his vw's in our childhood cannot be forgotten. We always had a whole lot of fun! Even the last time I saw jimmy at our high school reunion it was like we were kids and time stayed still... jimmy wanted us all happy,he will be sadly missed.