William A. Evans

My name is James (Jimmy) R Evans Jr. Son of Jim Sr. and Dorrine. Only met him one time that I remember (probably more as a really young child). It was in San Diego, and he took us to the waterfront. He was extremely nice to me and my mother, Dorrine, and my brother John. I have lived in California since 1989, and I'm so sorry I did not take the opportunity to better know my father's "Uncle Gus." He lived an amazing life. Thank you for posting this entry. My best, Jimmy

Well, Daddy, I still think of you nearly every day. Remember how one time you said you had a fear that no one would have anything good to say about you when you died? I told you at that time that was a ridiculous thought and you needed to change that thought because I know that even if there is some criticism all the good you have done in your life is greater than any mistake you may have made. You thought no one would be at your memorial but a few Evans family members came and all of your...