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| How they write obits in Wyoming |
| 2008-09-23 |
| Yes, it's real. DOUGLAS -- A celebration of life for James William "Jim" Adams, 53, will be held at a later date. He died Tuesday, Sept. 9, 2008 at Memorial Hospital of Converse County in Douglas. Jim, who had tired of reading obituaries noting other's courageous battles with this or that disease, wanted it known that he lost his battle. It was primarily as a result of being stubborn and not following doctor's orders or maybe for just living life a little too hard for better than five decades. He was born June 8, 1955 in Garrison, N.D. the son of James William and Ruby Helen (Clark) Adams. He was sadly deprived of his final wish, which was to be run over by a beer truck on the way to the liquor store to buy booze for a date. True to his personal style, he spent his final hours joking with medical personnel, cussing and begging for narcotics and bargaining with God to look over his loving dog, Biscuit, and his family. He would like to thank all "his ladies" for putting up with him the last 30 years. During his life, he excelled at anything he put his mind to. He loved to hear and tell jokes and spin tales of grand adventures he may or may not have had. He is survived by five sons, Jeremiah Adams and his wife, Nicole, Mica Olivas, Wade Olivas, Brice Simpson and Cole Adams; sister, Jerri Giegerich; two ex-wives, Vickie Harrison and Marilyn Williams; four grandchildren; two nieces; and two great-nieces. He was preceded in death by his parents and a brother-in-law. In lieu of flowers, he asks that you make a sizeable purchase at your favorite watering hole, get rip roaring drunk and tell the stories he no longer can. Gorman Funeral Homes - Converse Chapel of Douglas is in charge of the arrangements. |
| Posted by:tu3031 |
| #3 thanks tu for posting this one! |
| Posted by: Red Dawg 2008-09-23 19:50 |
| #2 I've been to Douglas on my way to Worland when I was stationed on TDY at Warren. There is a small cafe in town on the main drag where I stopped for lunch. I was the only guy in there without a stetson and wearing jeans and boots. I sat down at the counter and the waitress came over saw my haircut and creased plaited shirt and said "chow must be getting pretty bad for you to come all the way up from Warren for lunch"! Will never forget that place and the people. I had the best steak sandwich I have ever had there. |
| Posted by: Jack is Back! 2008-09-23 14:44 |
| #1 It's real and the best one I've read. It seems to capture the personality of the fellow. |
| Posted by: rjschwarz 2008-09-23 14:15 |