from Bridget Visser
From Bridget Visser: My Uncle Jimmy passed away on Wednesday, after a long illness. He was 61. When I think of Jimmy, the image that always comes to mind is his mischievous smirk. I can see him so clearly in my memory, sitting in the center of the Thanksgiving table after the dinner plates had been cleared, his sleeves rolled up, in the middle of telling a long funny story or a joke so corny it would make you groan and laugh at the same time. Make someone you love laugh. Or get into a political argument with your stubborn niece but always give her a hug and a kiss after. Cherish your corny uncles. I'll always cherish the memory of mine. RIP James Matthew Visser - December 27, 1958 - May 6, 2020
