James Michael Putnam Sr.

I went to St Isidore with Jim. We all went ice skating at Fuller Park. Great memories in the 60´s with Jim. Tim Skaz/Skazinski

So sorry to hear my old buddy Jim has passed away. I have not seen Jim for a long time but I alway enjoyed his company. He was a lot of fun and a great guy. I worked with him a GM for a while. So sorry for your loss.
Very happy to here about his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
God Bless
Sim Maier 616 334 7244

Love you Uncle Jim!

Our deepest sympathy, Kristen and family. We were so very, very saddened to hear of Jim’s passing. I loved him very much. Jim and I grew up together Wherever he was, I was there also. He was my best friend. When I left a Michigan, he proceeded to make many friends wherever he was. He was such an inspiration for this generation. Truly, when a person lends his members to allow Jesus to touch others, this earth will experience God’s love and joy of life. May God bless and comfort you all, with...

My condolences to the Putnam family. Jim and I ate lunch together ever day at GM. He set up my retirement party at work, classy guy for sure. Met up at many football games too.
A fellow veteran, he will be missed. RIP Jim.

Our condolences to Kristen and family. Heaven truly gained one of the best. Jim was always encouraging, uplifting, and shared the best stories. He always put a smile on all the kid’s faces and we are forever grateful to have been blessed to know Jim and his beautiful family.

My condolences on your loss, Kristen, and all your family. May your hearts be blessed with wonderful memories of joyful times when you gather to celebrate Jim's life together.

A man I truly respected and a good friend. Someone who is always there for people. Someone I like to do things with. Someone who was there for me when my wife died of cancer. And he was fighting his own struggles at the same time. He always said to us keep swinging the bat. Jim would say that to everybody at the Cancer Center about swinging the bat always upbeat always with a smile on her face. Jim lived the same way he preached. He swing that bat, until he couldn't swing it anymore. I will...