I put this old newspaper photo in the Gallery so you could see what a cool little kid Jimmy was. Growing up in Pennsylvania, Jim was free to roam around with his dog. We lived near a huge cemetery and often their path took them there. One day when he was mabe 6 years old, he returned home from their adventures for dinner to find our whole family gathered around the evening Beaver Falls Tribune. There on page 1 were Jimmy and Trusty watching a Veterans Memorial event. Today I am planning a military Honor Guard for him at the Black Hills National Cemetery. There will be the skirl of bagpipes hanging in the crisp clean air ore the Black Hills as Jim is laid to rest. Sister Maggie Moore