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James G. Taylor

Portland, Oregon

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Taylor, James G. 73 02/05/1936 08/24/2009 Born in Tupelo, Miss., Jim Taylor's life was one of dedication to his country, his community and his family. He served proudly as a U.S. Marine in the Korean War where he was captured and interned as a prisoner of war. Upon his return, he served as chief...

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I will miss my father so much.He will always be remembered in so many ways and through the daily things I do and choices I make.His influence will always be with me and I will always cherish the nickname he gave to me when I was a little girl
[ Tammy,Tammy,twinkle-toes girl flash,
fastest girl in the world ] I love you Dad,Tammy

I wish I'd kept touch with Jim more,but people sort of drift apart and lose contact for no real reason. Grandma Taylor always referred to him as Jimmy,and that is how I remember him when I was a kid, the name suited the man. Quick with a joke and a smile, a character,Uncle Jimmy.
I'll bet he's up there in heaven right now with Fern and Sherman and Bill,telling stories making them smile. That's the Jim I'll remember.

My grandfather was an amazing man. Though we were never too close i was lucky enough to get a chance to connect with him before he passed... All my life i've been told stories of my grandpa and his amazing life,and in those stories i see where my dad and all my uncles (and aunt tammy )get there unique personalities from. The personalities i love. I wish i would have known him better , but one thing i know for sure is that he was an amazing grandpa, father, and friend. i will truly miss him...

It was a privelage and honor to have this man as my father. I will continue to love, respect, and admire him, for who he was, the rest of my life. He will never be forgotten and I will keep telling his stories forever. The following poem was written by my fathers mother (GaGa), Fern Laura Taylor:
Beyond
On the other side of somehwere an endless knowledge lies
Away from worldly people and their ever searching eyes
We wait with hope and wonderment for someone to...

LIFE IS BUT A STOPPING PLACE,
A PAUSE IN WHATS TO BE,
A RESTING PLACE ALONG THE ROAD,
TO SWEET ETERNITY.
WE ALL HAVE DIFFERENT JOURNEYS,
DIFFERENT PATHS ALONG THE WAY,
WE ALL WERE MEANT TO LEARN SOME THINGS,
BUT NEVER MEANT TO STAY...
OUR DESTINATION IS A PLACE,
FAR GREATER THAN WE KNOW,
FOR SOME THE JOURNEYS QUICKER,
FOR SOME THE JOURNEYS SLOW.
AND WHEN THE JOURNEY FINALLY ENDS,
WE'LL CLAIM A GREAT REWARD,
AND FIND AN...

You were truly blessed to have a father to be so proud of, Rob, and to introduce each of us to him on your website. I was able to see that each of you spoke your own minds on your guestbook, yet still believed as father and son, as one. God bless you and your family, Rob. Jeanette Hall

GOOD MAN == PROUD MAN == LOVED SHERRI VERY MUCH....

your long journey Gods given us years of happiness here now we must part and as the angels come and call for you the pains of grief tug at my heart oh my darling my heart breaks as you take your long journeyoh the days will be empty the nights so long without you my love but we will meet in heaven above and when I come we will walk hand in hand sherry taylor

No man is an island. Miss you Dad.

Semper Fi Devil Dog