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My memories of Jim are among the stories I would tell my own children and now my grandchildren.
As one of the younger Westbrook's, I would spend a few weeks each summer with my father's side of the family in Texas. Jim always found time to include me in activities. He made me feel like I belonged and put me instantly at ease with his good hearted nature. I don't ever recall a time he used my real name. To him I was "Half-Pint". To me he was "Jimmy", my "Big Brother Cousin" with...
Anida Carpenter
March 23, 2009 | Ijamsville, MD