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The following poem by Jim was read at the memorial service by Jim's friend Ed Miller. mb17-Five

Remember me in fall, when days are warm and nights are cool, when trees show off warm colors stored up from summer's heat, and everyone has somewhere to invite me to go.

Remember me in winter, when everyone has a holiday and I love to celebrate them all, when the Solstice promises longer days to come.

Remember me in spring, when young lovers lie in grass by the river, when warmth of midday lets us swim in nearly full canals, when the promise of summer brings such joy to my heart.

But especially, remember me in summer when the bright heat of day warms me to the bone.

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