James Edward Rankin

I will never forget Uncle Jim's quiet and goofy sense of humor. He worked hard, kept a lovely garden, and loved my Aunt Wanda dearly. Things I associate with Uncle Jim: Pillsbury Dough Boy, Morris the Cat, rubbing his whiskers on my face, Sugar cookies and butterscotch pudding, potatoes and tomatoes, reading the Our Daily Bread, and of course listening to the Cubs on the radio while watching them on TV (better commentating.) Uncle Jim taught me to respect those in authority, but his growl was bigger than his bite. He was faithful in his walk with the Lord and attendance to church. He was an example in my life that I will always be thankful for.

So sorry for the loss of your loved one.