James H. McCartney

Jim was one of those journalists who I looked up to and tried to follow. He welcomed me into the fold with a big smile and no hesitation. His son, Bob, follows in that tradition and does his father proud. Thanks, Jim.

Our winters in Florida were always made brighter and happier because of our friendship with Jim. We looked forward to his lectures each year at Anna Maria's library. Being Canadians we loved to get Jim's perspective on American politics. We knew he was a staunch Democrat but if we lived in the USA, we would be too. He and Molly kindly invited us into their lives - something we appreciated so much. We will miss his smile, his wit and his wisdom.

Life was better knowing he existed.

Jim had a smile that could cut through steel and win over hearts. Like all his colleagues in the Gridiron Club, he had no shame when it came to wearing ridiculous costumes to portray politicians. On top of all that, he could see through the verbiage and dissembling of politicians and government officials and write penetrating stories. We all have good reason to miss him.

I will miss Jim's friendship, humor, energetic if fractured Shakespeare performances, and thoughtful, uncensored political insights. I will also miss being in the same room with the warm happiness that he and Molly exuded as a couple.

Jim and I first became acquainted when I showed up at the Michigan State News in 1947. He befriended and mentored me as our relationship developed and I was embraced by his entire family. What a joyous crowd it was. We went through good and bad together and he was always there for me when times were toughest. With Jim there was always time for fun and laughter He knew how to enjoy life and tell a good story. I'm grateful for the memories he left me.

Eye met Jim through Bill Eaton; those two were echte Chicago reporters, always looking for the telephone to make the blue streak, street edition. McCartney was deceptive, in that he hid a quick, penetrating mind behind a warm sense of humor. Bill and Jim, Northwestern's gifts, are irreplaceable. Murray Seeger, Silver Spring, MD

Laughs are in short supply. Jim provided many, and for that I'm eternally grateful.

i have known mr. mccartney since 1968 when my parents, younger brothers, and i moved next door. mr. m was always very cheerful and outgoing his kids babysat us. the last time i saw him was a few years ago when he visited us at the beach. he was very bubbling & outgoing as ever. although it's been many years since we were neighbors i will never forget him & miss him.
xoxo tory