Well, it is.
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.
–via Tim Blair
September 25, 2008, 12:21 am at 12:21 am
And on that note, I’m having a double nightcap for Jim, giving my dog Charlie M. an extra pig ear for Biscuit, and turning in.
Catch y’all tomorrow.
September 25, 2008, 1:27 am at 1:27 am
I’ll have to wait for Friday, but Jim definitely gets the first stein hoist from me this week.
September 25, 2008, 4:07 am at 4:07 am
Living a little too hard? Hmm.
September 25, 2008, 10:21 pm at 10:21 pm
Sounds like he had a blast, though.
September 26, 2008, 7:36 am at 7:36 am
I don’t know about obituaries..I try to stay away from them, ala Yogi Berra..but my favorite Epitaph is from a Hypochondriac:
“I told you so”
September 27, 2008, 8:45 am at 8:45 am
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