James J. Yeager

Uncle Jim,
I still cannot begin to believe that you are gone. I will never understand God's reason for taking you away from us, your friends and most of all Julie. You were the rest of her life, as she was to you. I know you can read this and I just wanted to say sorry for the things I shouldn't have said and the things I should have. You will forever be in my thoughts always. Pray for me as I pray for you. God please grant my family the serenity to accept the things we cannot change,...

Dear Julie, Glenn & Debbie,
I was so sad to hear about Jim. I know you don't know me but I used to work with Jim at Plumb's. I was only 16 and this was my first job. He was manager most of the time on my shift and he was always so sweet to me. I went away to college and stayed in the south but I will always remember him and how he helped me bag and do bottles all the time. I am praying for all of you.

I fish the White River often and always love seeing Jim, Abbie, and Maddie. Jim was knick named Double Dog for his 2 beautiful labs. I will always be looking around the bends of the river for him and his dogs. I may not see him there but his presence will forever be on the White River.

Dear Glenn and Debbie,
I am so very sorry about Jimmy's sudden death. I last saw him at my dad's funeral in January 2003, he looked great and it was very nice of him to attend. My prayers are with you, and I am sorry you have had so many losses in your lives.
Sincerely, your cousin Becky