Jim was one in a million. He was a family friend from the time I babysat Nora and Danny. When my father passed, he was always just a phone call away if my mom and I needed help. When my own husband passed away, Jim was in the family room at AGH with us, having led us to the hospital since we didn't know our way. He saw our highs and our lows. He celebrated and he cried with us. God has a true angel in heaven, Jim. Thanks for everything. We will surely miss you.
Mary Lauren Little and all the Gaults
