James lost his grandfather one week to the day before he left us. He wrote his grandpa's obituary and it was so hard on him, he struggled for almost a week writing it to make sure it was perfect.
James's dad left us before he was born, didn't want a child I suppose, he doesn't know what he missed. James grandpa was the male figure in his life so when he passed it hit him very hard.
His grandpa took him for walks for miles in his stroller and later in his wheelchair showing him everything in the city. He taught him how to hold a bat, throw a ball and so much more. They watched sports together, argued about the players, who they liked and disliked, lol. He took him to the Angel games and thats where James started to love his team for life. They took him in the locker room, gave him baseballs, bats and showed him so much love. He still has the bat that Bobby Grich gave him sitting in his room. Mike will keep it forever.
Sports was James's life and he so enjoyed it, the ups and downs with all his favorite teams, which was only the Angels, Lakers, Rams and UCLA. He was a die hard fan no matter how bad they lost or dissapointed him. Part of his ashes at his request are now at the end zone where his beloved Rams play in St. Louis and will son be where his Lakers and Angels are.
Rest in Peace my beloved son, I miss you Jamie and I love you.