James M. Beck
March 13, 1945 ~ January 12, 2008
James M. "Jim" Beck, age 62, of Fairfax, Virginia on Saturday, January 12, 2008 at Fairfax Hospital. Beloved husband of Lynda Beck; father of Karen Beck, Kristin Beck, James Beck, Ted, Monica Beck and Walter Beck and brother of David Beck, Robert Beck, Nancy Crews and the late Ellen Beck. He is also survived by eight grandchildren, his close friend Daisy and many nieces and nephews. Mr Beck was the owner of A.J. Sports Stop in Vienna, a member of the Vienna Rotary Club and a baseball coach for Falls Church High School. Family and friends are invited to Jim's Celebration of Life at Money & King Funeral Home, 171 West Maple Avenue, Vienna, Virginia 22180 on Tuesday, January 15 from 6-8:00 P.M. Funeral services will be held at Vienna Baptist Church, 541 Marshall Road, Vienna, Virginia on Wednesday, January 16 at 11:00 A.M. Interment National Memorial Park. In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the Falls Church High School Baseball Program or the Men's Senior Baseball League, 255 West Maple Avenue, Vienna, Virginia 22180.
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Money & King Funeral Home
171 W. Maple Ave.
Vienna, VA
US 22180
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Money & King Funeral Home
171 W. Maple Ave.
Vienna, VA
US 22180
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Jim is one of the most fascinating people I have ever met and one who I consider a friend. I enjoyed being on Championship teams with him and even the occasional bad ones were a lot of fun. His baseball theories amazed me- even though I was always skeptical wondering if his plans would work. I will truly miss “BECK BALL” and the legend that was Jim Beck. Rat a tat tat, Rat a tat tat. My deepest sympathies to the family. He will truly be missed. Sincerely, Garland Cooper
Many of us feel a great loss with Jim’s passing. He was my mentor, friend, coach, teammate, late-night baseball-field-working and scheduling partner, philosophy guru, irritant and personal psychiatist among many other things, meaning that it would take many talented people to come close to replacing him in my life. He, Roger Stanley (accountant) and I (chiropractor) spent so much time together dealing with baseball issues that we talked about sharing office space and calling it “Beck’s, Backs & Bucks”. Jim will always hold a special place in my heart. He was probably the most consistantly positive and resourceful person I’ve even known, refusing to admit that something was impossible and finding avenues to accomplish his goals which were invisible to most of us. For a small man, he made a huge impact on many, many lives. My thoughts and prayers are with the Beck family and close friends.
My 30-year friendship with Jim is one of my most rewarding life experiences. His compassion, charm, wit, charity, eternal optimism, and passion for all things baseball set him apart from anyone I’ve every known. Everyone who crossed his path has a story about Jim, and many of these stories have become local lore. Jim was truly a giant in the community and in my heart. We will all miss him.
For the past 15 years a huge portion of the joy of my life has been through the MSBL – the friendships, the competition, the sheer joy of baseball. And all that has come to me because of the innate kindness of Jim Beck. He is the only reason I ever got into MSBL. In baseball you’ve got to be able to hit, and I could never hit. But Jim – out of pure kindness – not only kept putting me on his teams, but in his amazing baseball skills, actually found ways for me to even be of some use. Jim Beck saw much that was beneath the surface of an individual, because he looked for it. And then he culled what was best. What a dear man. Oh how I shall miss him.
“Since the invention of baseball there has never been another civil war in America…” — Jim Beck I can’t think of a soul who loved baseball more than Jim Beck. Not just at the elite levels of the game, but at every level from little league up to the men’s senior league, with high school, legion and college wood bat stops in between. And such an equal opportunity guy — Jim truly believed that all children should be given the opportunity to play baseball, regardless of their experience or circumstances. A very generous fellow. I will miss his quirky humor and philosophy very, very much.
As someone who has known Jim for nearly 20 years, Jim was a BASEBALL PLAYER to be sure. More than that though, he helped so many, many others obtain their goals and even reach for the stars! Jim was someone who, like a Phoenix, rose from the ashes to become a Sandlot, Hall of Fame member with the Washington, DC Home Plate Club, inducted January 12, 2002, also on Saturday ironically. Much more importantly were all the players and people who’s lives he touched in such a positive way. I’m proud to say, Jim Beck was my friend.
We were shocked to hear of your loss. Please know how very sorry we are, and that you are in our thoughts.
To Lynda and Family, My deepest sympathy to you and your family for your loss. I consider myself very lucky and most fortunate to have been considered a friend of Jim’s. Both my son Christopher and I will always remember Jim’s kindness and generosity on and off the baseball field. We will miss him dearly, but his memory will live on with our love of baseball. As Jim would say, “Make those rabbits quack”. Jack Holmes, Manager Prince William Reds Baseball Club
Jim was my usual teammate, occasional roomate, and constant soulmate. Whether hanging out at AJ’s, eating a chili dog at the Vienna Inn, or playing ball, Jim was the consummate companion and friend, and I will miss him greatly. Until I see him again, I’ll just remember one of his favorite refrains – “You can do it, you can do it, I’ve seen you do it!”
Jim was a huge inspiration for me. In 2000 in Arizona when I was called on to pinch hit, he pulled me aside and filled me with confidence, I hit an out of the park HR. Whenever I saw him I smiled and was not ashamed to say to him ” I love you man”. My deepest condolences to all the family. He will be deeply missed.
To Lynda, Walter and Monica, Please know that our thoughts and prayers are with you. Jim was first and foremost “Mr. Baseball”. His love of the game and sharing that love with our boys will always be remember. I bet he’s got God pitching right now the perfect game.
Jim was a friend, team mate and competitor. He made significant contributions over the years to the growth and success of the D C men’s senior baseball league. He was always teaching the game of baseball and helping his team mates become better players, even experienced senior players. It was a privilege to know Jim Beck. God bless you. Jim, “remember what we talked about in Detroitâ€.
Every Baseball Coach tries to teach players the fundementals of the game, but Coach Beck wanted his players to know the history and the essence of the game he so loved. He wanted them to know that the lessons they learned on the field would follow them througout life and make them succesful adults regardless of their calling. The players and coaching staff at Falls Church respected him and will also remember him. He once told the team that God was surely a Baseball Fan because the Bible started with the phrase “In the Big Inning”.. He will be missed..
A great character and promoter of local baseball–from young kids to old men. I always enjoyed playing with him and listening to his “mystical” insights about baseball and life in general. He’s probably banging a hubcap at some wannabe umpire or winning a prize at some radar pitching cage as he did at the Arizona State Fair by throwing two 25 mph knuckle balls in a row(amazed the attendent and everybody else standing around). Thinking about him brings back good feelings and plenty of laughs! Thanks for the memories, Jim. WK Latimer Waldorf, MD
I grieve with the family Jim’s untimely passing. My prayers and thoughts are with you. Few people overcome the difficulties Jim faced. But he always looked forward to the future with faith — not an easy or slick faith, but a rough-edged, everyday trust in God and a hope that things would be better. Rest in peace.
Just as Del Norwood left us prematurely, another of MSBL’s pure baseball lovers has left us entirely too soon! Of all the many things and times I shall remember about Jim Beck, the strongest will be that no matter how much one would dispute, argue, or disagree with him, once you were a friend you were always a friend. His deep love of the game will most assuredly earn him an invite to play at a former corn field in Iowa,(where he’ll take two and then rap a single to right).
My sincerest sympathy to all family members of my dearest friend for almost fifty years: Jim was quite an extraordinary human being. He had a heart of gold. Most of our memories took place in our hometown of Kingsport, TN. We played on the same Babe Ruth League team as teen-agers, went to the same schools,although I was two years younger; Jim was gifted with an instinctive natural ability in sports and excelled in baseball {of course],basketball and football during his jr-hi and high school years. Given his ‘gift for gab’, his charisma and his vibrant, often mesmeric personality, Jim was unequivocally the most popular student in his high-school graduating class. He was simply fun to be around, he made people laugh,he was witty and caused many a person to sit on the edge of their seat, spellbound by Jim’s uncanny proclivity as a storyteller. Jim ceased to amaze me. I vividly recall the time we were at his home alone one day when to my shock and amazement Jim sat at the piano and entertained me with a non-stop, one-man rock and roll concert for one hour plus,including Jerry Lee Lewis, Elvis and special requests from his one-man audience- he never missed a beat- I was in awe as I never even knew Jim could play piano, let alone sing. I felt I was being entertained by a professional entertainer. It was probably five years later that Jim and I were at a lounge in a near-by city and as the band took a break so did I [to the restroom]. When I returned to my seat, I shockingly realized Jim was on stage, mike in hand, singing ‘House of the Rising Sun’. He was truly sensational and received a standing ovation-it was unbelievable! Jim and I had many commonalities in our lives; i.e. we both married young; we both had kids at a young age; Jim got me my first ‘real’ job; we both were a product of the 60’s, where we did the ‘politically -correct thing–we went on a mission to discover the ‘meaning of life’. Eventually, we had so much fun it nearly killed us. We both traveled the road of self-destruction via alcohol, drugs and compulsive gambling.We’ve since tried to atone to those we’ve harmed. It was after Jim moved to the Washington area that he turned his life around. I soon followed suit, and Jim’s influence, guidance, concern and unconditional love for me played a major role in my achieving a better quality of life. My friend and confidante, Jim Beck, was one of those rare human beings who was able to get out of himself in order to help others. He helped me on numerous occasions and many other times he may not even have been aware. Jim possessed many qualities of which I admired and I am grateful that I was led to personally share this with him while he was living; moreover, I feel blessed that we were able to share on a gut-level basis our spiritual convictions. Over the past several years, Jim and I have mainly communicated by phone and I am already saddened that this contact with my oldest,best,truest and most loyal friend will now be discontinued. Needless to say, this pales in comparison in knowing that my old friend will no longer have to suffer in the earthly world, as God has called you to enter His Kingdom, and has blessed you,Jim, with Eternal Life.
Jim was one of the first people I met when our family moved to the area in 1999. I was just looking for a store to buy my hockey trading cards, and found AJ’s in the yellow pages — yes, AJ’s turned out to be a great source to feed my hockey habit, but it only took one visit for me to know I’d made a friend. His humor and wit, his deep sense of faith, and his devotion to his family, will always be remembered by this hockey-loving crew. You all are in our thoughts and prayers. — Joni, Don, Kate, and Jackson
To Monica & Family: My prayers are with you in this time of sorrow for the loss of a loved one.
My condolences to Jim’s family and friends – As a fellow MSBL player, sometime teammate and most often friendly opponent, I was always fascinated by Jim’s love and approach to the game. He knew and tried every trick in the book to gain an edge. But, mostly he displayed a true love for the game and the friendships he had on the field (and off, too). He was a connoiseur of the game. He always encouraged others and saw through their flaws to acknowledge their skills. I greatly appreciated his character. He was a memorable individualist who gave his all. I always enjoyed seeing Jim and being on the same field with him. He was dedicated to the game and to those that shared his love of the game. I will greatly miss him. Sincerely, Frank Stetson
Will miss you Jim Gary Moss
I just want to give my condolences to the Beck family. I’ve knowed Jim since I started playing against and with Him in the Men Senior Baseball League back in 1991. He was always one to help make the game fun and a good competitor. His comments would break the ice when the game was tight and if he was on your team, he only wanted you to do your best no matter what your skill level would be. As one other person has said, my faviorite saying was YOU CAN DO IT! YOU CAND DO IT! I’VE SEEN YOU DO IT!! and calling out a series of numbers during games to distract the opposing team. Man what a character LOL! Jim’s love for the game was only surpassed by his love for his family. I’ll miss JIM, but I can hear him calling out 24 52 66! I’m sure the players in heaven are all scratching their heads thingking who let him up here with that knuckle ball? LOL! Take care Jim and keep a roster spot open for me!
What can I add to all this? I played with and against Jim for many years in the MSBL, and shared many an interesting discussion about baseball and many other things. He was a great teammate, and an irritating opponent. We played together on one of the worst teams ever to play in the 40+ division in Arizona, in 1994, and even though we got drilled every game, we still had fun, largely because of Jim. A great character, a great friend, and a great teammate. I miss you Jim.
My thoughts are with your family. I always enjoyed hearing you play the piano and singing. I bought my first life insurance policy, which I later cashed in to make a down payment on my first house.
I am saddened to learn that my old friend Jim Beck has died. We met 40 years ago through our mutual interest in cave exploring and our paths crossed frequently in the late 60’s and 70’s as we traveled from one caver event to another. I always enjoyed spending time with him. He was smart, funny, a great story teller, and fun to be around. He was always a center of attention at our caver gatherings. People were drawn to him and he was easy to like. In recent years I have only seen Jim infrequently. On those occasions he was still fun to be with and, as always, easy to like, but beyond that I had come to greatly admire Jim for his heroic struggles to control his many addictions. He had alternately fought against and given in to these self-destructive forces throughout the time I had known him. In the 1990’s he finally got his life under control and as the many testimonials on this page show, he has touched the lives of many people through his store and his love of baseball and his many kindnesses to those he knew. I would love to have watched Jim coaching high school baseball. One of my favorite recollections of Jim is from a summer afternoon in 1973. Several of us were in a pinball arcade in Bloomington, Indiana. Jim was a prodigy at pinball. He would win and win and rack up a bunch of free games, then turn the machine over to one of us mediocre players to fritter the games away. He was a man of many talents. I send my best wishes to Jim’s family and friends. I wish I could be there in person to tell you of my deep affection for him and to share stories of his life. He was one-of-a-kind and will live long in my memory.
Dear Lynda & Family; Prayers and condolences to you during this time of your significant loss. Sincerely, Deborah Tatum-Johnson
A Tribute to Jim Beck from Bob Millar Jim always had a passion for baseball. He was a fierce competitor who taught me to love and respect the game of baseball. Not many adults play 100 games per year like Jim. One year in particular, I had the pleasure of playing with Jim on one of his best MSBL World Series Teams in Phoenix. We practiced every and he had a unique inspirational speech before each game. Jim believed in the sacred soil of our practice baseball field at Yavapai Elementary School Field in Scottsdale Arizona. He had a deep respect for the Yavapai Indians and he told us that we were practicing on a sacred field. He took a handful of soil in his hand and placed in a plastic cup. He added a nickel and a dime to the sacred soil and said I am adding these coins because “a dime’s worth of pitching is worth nothing without a nickel’s worth of hitting”. Jim brought the sacred cup to every game and he sang new lyrics each game to our Maryland Rough Riders Team Song. No one can explain how, but Jim’s Rough Riders found a way to become the Number 1 Seed in the playoffs. If you know the players on that team, then what he accomplished is truly a miracle. Jim always had faith in his teammates and brought out the best of their ability. Jim taught me to just enjoy playing the game and to never look at a nickel, dime, or soil the same way again. Jim, we will all miss you! Bob Millar 25 Front Street Denville, NJ 07834 Cell: 973-960-9790 E-mail: bobmillar@optonline.net
Like so many cavers,Jim was a person of intensity and variety. Wherever he went, he went hard and all the way. Also, the boy could put on a show. I feel the loss over the years and miles.
I feel I barely knew Jim. Most of my recollections are from many years ago at various caving events around the country. He was certainly a center of attention and a great story teller. Then after many many years I ran into him fairly recently at a wedding in the D.C. area. He seemed happier and more content. From the accounts on this page, I wish I had known him better and had more time to talk to him. He certainly seems a man of many talents and real passion. He will be missed by me and cavers all over the region to whom he was somewhat of a legend from the “wild times” of the 1960s and 70s.
Dave, Melinda,and all the Beck family. Our hearts and prayers are with you today in the loss of your brother. We praise God for the life of James and the number of persons he has touched. May God be glorified today. Our love and prayers, JL and Judy Lenard
Please accept my most heartfelt sympathy’s to family and friends. I will surely miss my old teammate and fellow coach. I can still hear the Yippie Yi Aye from the Rough Riders Teams. Jim was an inspiration to many and a fierce competitor who truely loved the game. I gues it’s time to take a moment and collect our thoughts..I can still hear him from the mound – Breathe like a cow Kerry, a big ol’ guernsey cow..
Lynda and family. It has been far too many years since we all got together. I read of his death with great sorrow. I wish all of you the best. “Easter Pig” will always be with us.
Monica & family ~ I am so sorry for your loss. Your family is in our thoughts & prayers at this time. Monica, you’re dad was an amazing man & had so much in common w/my dad, it’s scary. I know all to well what you are going through & just know I am here no matter what. I love you & wish your family the best during this difficult time.
Jim’s Family, I knew Jim as “Easter Pig” the caver. He will always be in my caving memories as one of the true individuals. Jim was a great friend and I will continue thinking about our times together. Jim was a friend to all and will be greatly missed.
I will never forget the day I saw Easter Pig standing on a stump at the Old Timer’s Reunion in WestbygawdVirginia. A ruby light was coming out of his inner ear, and this was long before LEDs! First he spoke of the Illuminati, then broke into free verse poetry as the crowd gathered. Someone declared that he had “fallen off the wagon” and must be restrained, so the nearby Nazi security guards tried to drag him off the stump. A great fracas ensued during which the guards chased him as they brandished their stun guns (a new invention which they were eager to try!) This rough treatment of a harmless poet greatly offended several of the onlookers including myself, so we told the security swine that if they zapped Easter Pig we would beat them senseless with our beer bottles. It was a standoff, but Easter Pig surrendered and promised not to recite any more poetry!
I knew Jim through caving in the ’60s and’70s and had many good times partying and ventures exploring and mapping caves. Over the years we touched bases and exchanged stories of recent happenings. About 4 months ago he called and checked on my progress with cancer. Jim was always a caring person and spoke lovingly of his family. We will all miss him and I wish the family speedy dampping of sorrows and a rush of good memories. That would be Jim’s wishes. Take care, Charles Maus
God bless you all.
Knowing you for so, so long was a gift from God. What you shared with me in baseball and life will never leave me. Far, far above any records or championships are the life-long relationships developed and strengthened through the game of baseball and the blessed joy of sharing with family and friends. You embodied these remarks Jim and I will always miss you.
Dear Beck Family, I am so very sorry for your loss. Reading the notes on this web site I realize that I knew only one part of Jim. Now that I read about his other talents and kindnesses, I think what a truly extraordinary person he was. He will be greatly missed. I’ve known Jim since we played together on the Titans team that won the 50+ Championship at the Arizona MSBL World Series in 2000. Since then I’ve played with him on a number of teams and against him a few times. I admired his passion for baseball and the culture that goes with him. His always positive attitude rubbed off on many of us. He was unique – he knew more sayings and chants to use than anyone. His chants often drove his opponents crazy and even occasionally caused his own teammates to seek solace as far away from him as they could. But, boy was he colorful. He had a million stories. I appreciated his pitching advice to me although I confess that at times I had no clue what he was talking about. A Jim Beck comes along maybe once in one’s lifetime. I am thankful that I got to play with him and know him. Upon reflection he really enriched my life in many ways. On diamonds around DC, Arizona, and Florida we will continue to hear his “rat a tat tat, rat a tat tatâ€, his “I know you can do it! I’ve seen you do it,†and his “remember how you did it in Detroit†for many years.
thank you all for your prayers, thoughts and memories. if you want to write directly, e-mail lyn7621@aol.com. Lynda
Dear Lynda, It was my pleasure to be Jim’s TEAM mate and coach on the Titans. He was a fine man. As I watched Jim play ball, he would remind me to take my intensity down a notch, and just enjoy the game, as he did. The game is for adults who want to play like kids. My friend Jim, had a strong passion for baseball and enjoyed coaching kids as much as playing himself. He was a major factor in our TEAM winning a National title in the 2000 MSBL 50+ World Series. Jim pitched 11innings of relief in 3 games giving up just 3 earned runs, walked 2 and KO’d 3. Jim also batted .538 for the Tournament. When our summer TEAM traveled a long way to play baseball a few nites a week in No. Virginia, Jim would call to let me know field conditions on bad weather days. He would also rake the field until we got there, to help make sure we would play. I didn’t always understand Jim’s methods or sayings, but they were all in fun. One saying of Jim’s has stuck with me over the years and will remind me of him always. Jim would offer positive support to his TEAM mates by saying “I know you can do it……. I’ve seen you do it”. I got that one and it usually had great results from our players. Jim’s volunteer work, smile, desire to play and love for the game will be missed. God bless Jim and his family. Mike Steinhauser SoMdMSBL
I only knew Jim through baseball and he was as impressive a character as anyone, at any level of baseball that I have ever met. He brought a mixture of personal life experience and a unique eye for the details of the past to every game. I never knew what he was going to bring out of his metaphorical bag of baseball tricks next but was never disappointed. Rest in peace.
Lynda, Monica, and Walter, We wanted to let you know that you are in our thoughts and prayers. Jim was a wonderful man with a big heart. I know that he is in a better place and is watching over you from above. Rest in Peace, Angela, Annie, & Kyle Ellis
To the Beck family and friends, I remember Jim as someone who enjoyed what he was doing (baseball) and was not stressed by outside pressures. He had a passionate and engaging style that was conatgious and something to be jealous of. His contributions to MSBL will be ever lasting! My deepest condolences. Steve Sigler President/Founder Men’s Senior Baseball League
My memories of Jim were a mix of the fantastically joyous, prophetic, profound, “sit-down” entertaining man. He was a deeply emotional and sensitive being (thats without a doubt.) Yet Jim was a Renaissance Man. A Teller of tales, a Business Man, well traveled and a good husband, loving father, and, of course, a person one NEVER can forget. My heart goes out to Jim’s family. I knew him when we lived in a Artist commune at Zenith Square. A group of 5 Brown-stones and carriage house which stood at Rhode Island Ave. & 15th St. NW Washington, DC, housing 50+ artist, writers, & musicians. He introduced me to Spelunking, and how to tell a good tale. I’ve missed his smile and GREAT stories that he would saraband me with while traveling to several interesting places. And in all he delighted new friends. Who, when I pass the news, will also feel the distress of his passing. A couple have passed too, I’m sorry to say. GOD BLESS his kind soul & the folks near and dear to him. If anyone has the time or the notion, I’d really love a call. My # is 703-408-4874 the name is Laima, pronounced like the Bean.
The passing of Coach Beck was very sad news. His knowledge of the game of baseball was awesome, a depth shared by very few. We are especially grateful for his willingness to devote his time and enthusiasm to the young ballplayers of the Vienna-Tysons area. He had a very positive impact on our son’s athletic experience and we appreciate that very much. Gus and Kathy Howard Tysons Corner, Virginia (parents of Niko, ’99 Twins, Vienna Majors)
I miss him soo much. I would take my dad to play “free” poker with me and my fellow friends and players would ask his name … He would reply “My name’s Jimmy and I’ll Take what you gimme.” Daddy you will never be forgotten..your love forever blooms in my heart.
I didn’t hear about Jim’s passing until quite some days afterwards because I was in Papua New Guinea and rarely had access to email. Otherwise I surely would not have missed the funeral. I don’t know where to begin. E. Pig has been one of my best friends since 1967, caving, partying and philosophizing. We were often together at the many caving events, singing, joking, telling tales and laughing it up. I was lucky enough to hear him play piano, ad lib poems and jokes, sing, dance and tell great stories. I loved his serious and philosophical side as well. Our lives were intertwined with many mutual friends in Blacksburg and with he and some of his artist friends when I moved to the DC area shortly after he did. I’m so glad that we stayed in close touch, seeing him in recent years at his shop, long talks and going to the OTR caver’s reunion together 2 years ago,seeing him there again the following year and talking with him recently. His heart was always kind and his spirit will always abound. Jim Beck was legendary.
Dad I miss you every second of every minute. I’ll have a small remembrance from a more general memory through an even bigger picture and ahh i don’t know, I just can’t stop thinkin aboutchya.we Used to have ESP with eachother I think one of us would always call the other one whenever we were thinkin about the other one. Weelll,, i dunno bc you wwere Alllllwwwayys calling anyway.. all times of the day, i found it sometimes distracting for me at times then (sometimes not) and im sure it did at times for you ( well MAYBE NOT) cuz you love me. BUT WHAT I wouldn’t give to have you blow up my phone now. It hardly rings daddy. and when it does .. I feel different inside knowing its not you. Please ask God for me to give us strength. Me and Mom and walter and everyone else. Connor reminds me of you so much.. well what I would have pictured you to be like when you were his age. I hope he comes to visit soon..he gives a certain warmth that I only felt around you. I love you so much and one day I have faith that we will reunite again inifinitely. -Your daughter and “secret” companion ~Monica Lily~
Daddy, Life is getting rough, but im not going to let the chickens get me down. Every hardship is the way life shares its most precious learning experience that help us to grow as better people. I would not be the person I am today without the love you gave me for all of my life on this earth those 22 years will forever be my favorite. I miss you so much.
Israel Kamakawiwo Ole’ – Somewhere Over The Rainbow Lyrics Ooooo oooooo ohoohohoo Ooooo ohooohoo oooohoo Ooooo ohoohooo oohoooo Oohooo oohoooho ooooho Somewhere over the rainbow Way up high And the dreams that you dreamed of Once in a lullaby ii ii iii Somewhere over the rainbow Blue birds fly And the dreams that you dreamed of Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh Someday I’ll wish upon a star Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney tops thats where you’ll find me oh Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can’t I? i iiii Well I see trees of green and Red roses too, I’ll watch them bloom for me and you And I think to myself What a wonderful world Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white And the brightness of day I like the dark and I think to myself What a wonderful world The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people passing by I see friends shaking hands Saying, “How do you do?” They’re really saying, I…I love you I hear babies cry and I watch them grow, They’ll learn much more Than we’ll know And I think to myself What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld Someday I’ll wish upon a star, Wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where trouble melts like lemon drops High above the chimney top that’s where you’ll find me Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can’t I? I hiii ? Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo Ooooo oooooo oooooo
Daddy I still can’t believe you are gone sometimes. Just knowing that you were here at one point reminds me that life is good and God must be something great and wonderful if he made someone like you. I love you Daddyo.
Daddy, Hey dad how are you? I miss you so much. So much. I don’t even know what to say to you right now. Sometimes less is more. The only thing I think of sometimes is that I wish I could have showed you a little more that I loved you but the greatest thing I think about and what keeps me going is that you DID know more than anyone that I loved you infinitely no matter what. You always knew. We had a special bond. I mean we DO have a special bond…right? Are you still here? I hope you are always with me, sometimes I wish I could feel you around me and wish there was some sort of sign. But I know I don’t need one right? You said to always have faith. That is all I can go from for now. I remember how sad you were sometimes about YOUR mom and dad.. and how scared you were to die. Daddy I hope you are not scared anymore and you were not in pain.. I am so glad we got to spend that day together, you know what I’m talkin about. Gosh I love you so much daddy. I wish I could talk to you face to face and make you laugh. I miss writing you and mom from overnight camp and seeing you on visitors day.I miss you. You are were and still are the best daddy a girl could ask for. The BEST. Your monica lily
Daddy, I am no longer 23 skidoos but I don’t feel any different yet being 24! PLease watch over me, I’m always thinking of you. Love you.
Dad, I just needed to say I miss you terribly and I love you. I just hope one day my boys will think as much of me as I do of you. If they do then I will be a happy man. My only regret in life is that I didn’t appreciate you more when you were here and didn’t spend more time with you. I hope I made you and will make you proud. It makes me proud to say I’m Jim Beck. I wish I could talk to you now. I love you Dad, Jimmy Jack