James Fuller

I''ll always remember the morning I showed up at Jim and Ginny's with my bicycle. I was going to commute into WWP with Jim on our bicycle's. He jumped on his bike with his slacks rolled up and his cowboy boots! Away we rode having fun on the way to work!

One morning he had a chainsaw strapped on his back rack, I was sure he was going to crash. He was going to drop the chainsaw off after work for repair.

He always reminded me that I was invited along the bicycle commute to take care of flat tires should he have one. I was lucky, he never had a flat when we rode. The day he had a flat, he had to call Ginny to come and pick him up.

My first paid vacation found my 13 year old daughter and I joining Jim and his daughter bicycling on the San Juan Islands. We would meet them in the morning and enjoy their company during the day riding our bicycles. One day my daughter, being a 13 year old, decided to throw a fit. Jim being an experienced father of teenage daughters, volunteered to take the lead for the day. Wasn't long before Jim and my daughter passed me laughing and pedaling quite fast. The rest of the week went really great, no more teenage problems. Thanks Ginny for sharing Jim with us.

At work he was always fun to work with also.

Will miss his friendship.
Linda Shinn