Kristine Starr
One of my favorite memories of my brother Jim was at our youngest son Adam's wedding as he danced with our mother Grace Fulk. How they loved one another! He was such a good son, a war baby, born when our father was overseas during WW2. I heard many great stories about when my dad came home and saw his baby son for the first time. Now he and dad can swap stories together. You are sorely missed Jim, love you! Kristine