I’m estranged from my family. I only just found out about Uncle Jimmy when I was discussing with others who I look like and was looking for pictures. Since I’m not in touch, it might appear against my better judgment to post a condolence. However, I needed to to let everyone know that despite whatever demons Jimmy had, he was a top-notch human being. Always jovial, always had a funny story, and always willing to give you the shirt off his back. As a testament to that, Uncle Jimmy first learned back in the late 80s from a paternal uncle upon running into him at a bar that I was gay, and the other uncle was laughing mockingly about it. Jimmy told my mother he nearly punched the him. That’s Jimmy! In a place that is still well behind the times embracing gay people, Jimmy was without judgment. Sadly, at my brother’s funeral in August 2013 I could tell Jimmy looked like someone that didn’t have a lot longer left to live. It’s a shame he didn’t take better care of himself. Rest in peace, uncle.