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James E. Barbe
July 23, 1937 ~ May 26, 2017 (age 79) 79 Years Old Light a Candle
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A candle was lit by Elane
on November 16, 2019 1:06 AM
A candle was lit by Rick A. Martin
on June 5, 2017 7:31 PM
Message from TCAP Family
May 30, 2017 8:33 AM
You and your family are in our thoughts and prayers.
TCAP Family
TCAP Family
A candle was lit by Tom Nelson and Liz Murphy
on May 28, 2017 6:58 PM
A candle was lit by Ron and Barbara Smith and family
on May 28, 2017 1:37 PM
Message from Mr. & Mrs. Thomas Sheridan
May 27, 2017 11:05 PM
To the Sons Barbe and all Family. From Elane. Our Parents were friends for a long time. Mom loved your Mom & spoke highly of her but sadly I never got to met her. DAD's. Our's were the best. They looked after each other and were great friends. Since my Husband & I live in FL we were not there to see all the great times they shared together in eariler years, but they did, & we're grateful they had each other to laugh together and eat together. In later years when I was in Ohio more frequently, I got to know your Dad real well. He was working with Larry to make my Dad's home more livable for him, & I was in the middle of the way. We built railings, massive rock walls, fences, walkways, seasonal walls, & midway through one of the 1st projects, I stopped him and asked, "why are you doing that?" (Because I didn't understand the construction process) aaaaand...he explained. Then your Dad began to teach me to use all the powertools & he would stand back trying not to laugh. Pretty sure that's about when we became best of friends. Because he knew I respected him. He would let me do it, but knew to step in when the chain saw was going nowhere and when the post digger was practically twirling me. He was smart. He knew what he was doing. He loved what he was doing. Seemed like we worked 20 hour days but we had so much fun that the time passed quickly. He was happy to help my Dad, but it hurt him too, that my Dad was slowing. Fastforward to 03/2013 & I'm back in Ohio. It was different this time. Your Dad was always there for my Dad. [& not forgotten is when you all came when he needed your help moving Dad's household]. He sat with us at the Dr. He sat with us at the hospital. He sat with us at the breakfast lunch and dinner table. He cooked for us. Drove us. Lifted the wheelchair, pushed the wheelchair. Talked. Laughed. Watch TV. Listened to stories. Fed my Dad. Cleaned him up. Went to PT with him. My Husband Tommy came & jumped right in, and the two of them, thick as theives worked together to make every bit of life better and easier for Dad. The 3 of them would talk and laugh for hours, bringing lite to every possible moment. Your Dad, by example, taught me how to take care of someone, taught me about love, friendship, and finding joy. Your Dad let our Uncle stay with him for quite a while, and they became fast friends. Your Dad had a laugh that I hope I will always remember. Recently, time spent with your Dad in Cleveland I can only say that I am so grateful to you for helping facilitate all of that. I wanted to be with him, but didn't think it was the last. I guess we never do. I hope it helps you all to know that he was loved by so many. My Husband almost fell over, I guess there is a reason you tell people, you better sit down. Since I am writing this, I am now speaking for my Husband Tom. Tom loved him. Thought the world of him and was greatly affected by the news. My little Sister is heartbroken, & I'm sure she will express herself in her time. Family, Friends, the Community has lost a truly great man. Why not just say my condolences and move on with my day? Because I want each young Grandchild and GreatGrandchild to someday be able to read this and maybe know the blood flowing through their veins comes from a strong, special, man, who loved his wife, loved and took care of his family and friends, and put other people ahead of himself, and worked hard all of his life. And for that, and so many reasons, he is a true American hero, & it is my hope that old school ways are known, remembered and carried on because they mean something to each person that is special and cannot be duplicated by taking the easy way out. Something that Jim never did. He always gave his best. He gave his all. We are both so glad to have been, but a small part of his full, busy life. We will remember him and love him for ever. Dear God, please bless and keep his soul. I ask this of Jesus in his name. Amen.
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