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James P. "Jim" Mayer

San Francisco, California

1946 - 2022

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James P. (Jim) MayerMay 2, 1946 - May 9, 2022James P. Mayer (Jim) died on May 9, 2022, of pancreatic cancer. He is survived by his wife, Jane Flint, his stepson, Jesse DeKoven, his brother Loomis Mayer (Cary Andrews), nephews Charles Mayer (Amanda), John Mayer (Victoria), Tim Milne-Wallis...

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We will miss Jim and always be grateful for the time we were able to be together.

I just found out about Jim's passing and I'm so sad. Truly one of my favorite people in the world.

Jim was a super human who will be missed.

I knew Jim since junior high, as it used to be called. I picture him with a barely suppressed grin almost all of the time. He visited and stayed with us on the east coast along with Jane a few years back, and we had such a great time re-connecting. I didn't know half of the things in the obituary, but I knew he was a person of worth.

I was on the Ideas in Motion board and Jim continued to invite me to their holiday party each year, long after I'd moved to Vermont. A few years ago when I was out visiting, I bumped into him in Berkeley while standing in line at the Cheese Board. It had been so long I had to ask, "Are you Jim??" When I identified myself, he broke into a smile that melted away the years. Just the way I remembered him.

Jim and his wife Jane visited me in Sweden some years ago, when they traveled here and went on to Paris, where Jim marched and played the clarinet on the May Day Parade. We had such a nice and joyful time and were looking forward to a next time. Unfortunately and sorry there was no next time. So sad!

Love you and Miss you Uncle Jim!

These are the kind of people I'm sad to see leave SF life. His contributions to this town and to a better world are greatly appreciated.

He was a sweet and gentle human being. I knew him in the 70's when we collaborated on Ant Farm and Videopolis projects. Reading the obit, I fond out many things I didn't know as we weren't connected--he in SF, me in Chicago, RIP, Jim.