James Marshall III

Have hit some rough spots lately Jim. Wish you were still around to help me put things in perspective---Ank

I was on his trip to Chilkoot Pass with Mary and Christine Pace. He was a really great guy and an alround nice guy. I just found about his death tonight. Miss him already.

I was on his trip to Chilkoot Pass with Mary and Christine Pace. He was a really great guy and an alround nice guy. I just found about his death tonight. Miss him already.

Steve, that ol' country song has me laughing and blubbering. I can just picture how irritated he got when his best friends were singing it to him.

To my knowledge, Jim never wore anything but blue jeans from the time he set foot in Alaska with the exception of my wedding in 1997, when he was my best man. My wife-to-be told him he had to wear a rented tux and a bow tie, and he was none too happy about it. Of course, you know he wouldn't do it without adding a touch of Marshall to...

My old pal, Jim:

You always growled when Ank and I would tease you about that old Eddy Arnold song "Jim, I Wore a Tie Today" and now you're "that guy" and it does bring a tear or two, which you would also growl about. Mighty happy to have known you and shared adventures from Reno to Alaska, fishing for Max Devaney and Ray Grange ("Capt. Bligh")and getting in trouble on both sides of Kachemak Bay. And our years of sport hunting, fishing, and fraternity house escapades--never to...

I had the pleasure of meeting Marshall through my husband who works at the Anchorage Daily News. We bonded in the bowling alley bar over drinks and cigarettes every Monday night while waiting for Mike, Kelly & Kevin. I liked everything about Jim and really looked forward to Monday nights. One night we even talked him into coming to karaoke with us. As Gary so aptly put it "Jim was the master of understatement" but I'm pretty sure he enjoyed himself.

Jim & I also shared a deep...

I didn't interview to have Jim as my boss at the Record Searchlight in Redding in 1983, but by the time I got there he was my boss.

Caustic and crusty begins to describe what he, then at 38, was to me at 22; he made me cry and he made me learn. At one point I asked Jim to take a walk outside with me. I didn't know how it would go. It kinda depended on Jim. He asked, "So, what? We're on deadline" (We weren't at the moment, but to Jim we always were). I asked him to please be a...

What a spot-on obituary! Jim was as crusty and old-school as they come, but as anyone who knew him can attest, he had a heart as big as all the outdoors.

I met him in 1985 in Redding, just as he was heading north to Alaska, and kept in regular touch while renting his Redding house.

In 1992, I had the privilege of spending two weeks in Alaska as Jim's guest. I explored much of the amazing Kenai peninsula (usually driving Jim's pickup while he worked). On his days off, we...

Thanks, Hospice of Anchorage, for all you did. Jim was very appreciative of the help and support you provided.

And, Gary, it's nice to hear from others who appreciated Jim's unique character. I love that story, and I can picture that reaction and the look on his face when he was telling you.

I was the co-worker who paddled down the Yukon with him. His stamina was amazing, and complaints nonexistent. A great traveling companion who kept me laughing the whole time.