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This is a Poem that James Jones wrote. This is a Poem that Valarie found on the net and I dont think that there is any better way to describe the love that they shared than thru it. This is a collection of wolf pics people have sent me for James. This is some of my favorite pictures of James. Please take some time to remember James, and, view and sign the guestbook. email me if you have any questions comments or stories of your experiences with James This is a Poem that Tasha sent me and it moved me so much and described the way I felt that I am going to include it on this page. I hope you all like it.

September 24, 1979 - June 16, 2001


I am dedicating this page to one of the best friends I could ever have dreamed of, or been so lucky to have. Unfortunately he is no longer with us...He lost control of his truck at aprox 4 Am June 16. I have been told that it was extremely foggy that night. He did not have any alchohol in his system and for that it only makes me more proud of him. I have spoken to the last people he went to see and they said he was having a great time...playing pool and listening to the live blues band. Though his death was extremely untimely I thank God it was quick and he did not suffer.

I also thank God that I was given the honor of him calling me his friend. The guy always knew what I was thinking and feeling. As I have talked to some of you I can tell how he made his way into your hearts as he did mine, but that is just how James was. He NEVER met a stranger, young or old it did not matter to him. I can recall many many nights that he sat at my computer playing Tribes, (in which he was {-o-}Suicide of Clan Orb, or perhaps he was just chatting on his aim or yahoo accounts (in which is was Jsuicide163). For as much time as he spent on my computer I know he had a lot to say to you guys, and I am sure it was with love. The man never held a grudge against anyone for more than 4 or 5 hours. I used to wonder how he could be so mad at me and then turn around a little bit later having forgot it all. After his passing I feel I have come to the conclusion why he was so easy to forgive people. He knew that life was to short and he enjoyed laughing and having a good time more. If you wonder why he chose the name suicide I will explain this odd name for such a happy man. In High School our group of friends did a lot of Roller Blading in which he was fairly good at, but he did fall more than normal for an experienced skater. If you could have seen all the falls you too would have thought he was trying to kill himself, but he always jumped up saying how good it felt and he was ready to do it again. Nothing ever got the guy down. His family, friends, games, movies, and memories were the most precious things I believe to him. How he found time for all of it I will never know but he never neglected any family member or friend. He had a passionate love for pictures of wolves and so I have included a page of wolf pics that have been sent to me.

James served in the army for 4 years some of which in Germany that he spoke fondly of. He had just returned home about a month prior to his death. He did have time to sign up for the Active National Guard in which he looked forward to doing.
Words will never express the loss that we have all suffered by loosing him...So I have been trying to focus upon the gain that I received while having him. James gave me more from his friendship than anybody else could have and if any of you who come to this page would like to know a little more of the time I spent with him or you would like to share experiences of your own...please do not hesitate to email me.
Good bye for now
Rog.