James Lawrence "Jim" Kirk Obituary

Please accept my deepest sympathy to the entire Kirk family. I understand and feel your pain.

Needless to say, I was shocked to learn of Jim's passing just today (4/13/12)

I had the privilage of getting to know Jim through business as we both supplied seating to Arby's.

For me, Jim was an honest, no-bull, straight shooter. I respected him for that and his perseverence to keep the business going as long as possible. Been there, done that.

You will be in my thoughts and prayers as you go through this hard time in your lives.

Our condolences to Jim`s wife Laurie and the Kirk, Kirby Families. Although we didn`t have the priviledge of knowing him very well, Lynda, Jim`s sister is a life long friend of ours. Our thoughts and prayers our with you Lynda, Jennifer and Jaimie.

I only ever had the pleasure of meeting Jim once down at the lake at the Donatelli/ Kirk residence. Although I did not have the luxury of really getting to know him, he soon became the coolest person that I never got to know.

Jim loved the Indianapolis Colts and I share that same love. I will be forever grateful that I was able to live vicariously through him as a fan. He would text with Dale all the time and

I only ever had the pleasure of meeting Jim once down at the lake at the Donatelli/ Kirk residence. Although I did not have the luxury of really getting to know him, he soon became the coolest person that I never got to know.

Jim loved the Indianapolis Colts and I share that same love. I will be forever grateful that I was able to live vicariously through him as a fan. He would text with Dale all the time and then on Sundays they would talk about the atmosphere in the city, in the stadium, he even got to meet Peyton Manning. Dale would share this with me and it would give me goosebumps like I was there experiencing it all myself. To me he always seemed to be larger than life.

I thank him for this memory. My condolences to all his family and friends and RIP Jim, you are deeply loved and will never be forgotten. - Go Colts!

Our thoughts and prayers are with you.

I remember how you loved our girls Sheena & Stacey. You spoiled them & they remember that. Stacey told me a story of how you did Lego McDonald restaurant when she was 3 yrs old. I said how did you remember that? You made Sheena's day when you came for her wedding. I also remember when a friend of ours didn't think you were Larry's brother & you said to him wooden shoes, wooden head, wouldn't listen. (he was Dutch).

I remember how you loved our girls Sheena & Stacey. You spoiled them & they remember that. Stacey told me a story of how you did Lego McDonald restaurant when she was 3 yrs old. I said how did you remember that? You made Sheena's day when you came for her wedding. I also remember when a friend of ours didn't think you were Larry's brother & you said to him wooden shoes, wooden head, wouldn't listen. (he was Dutch). Just so you know it still sticks to him. You were a great brother-in-law. We teased each other, I will always remember you called me "old bag" this was our thing. May be at peace. Love you

You are truly a great fiend and will be dearly missed. From your fist Notre Dame game to the different holidays and events we all spent together, you and your family will always be in our thoughts and prayers. We love you Jim and we will never forget you even if we are silly Americans. It is an honor to know you.

I remember one quiet Christmas Eve many winters ago, my sister Laurie and Jim came to visit. My children were young then and still eager for Santa Claus. I had given my son Devon a hockey net without a clue as to how I was going to put it together. Jim spent the entire evening down on the floor with Devon tying the net together, piece by piece he told Devon stories about his days playing hockey in B.C. The

I remember one quiet Christmas Eve many winters ago, my sister Laurie and Jim came to visit. My children were young then and still eager for Santa Claus. I had given my son Devon a hockey net without a clue as to how I was going to put it together. Jim spent the entire evening down on the floor with Devon tying the net together, piece by piece he told Devon stories about his days playing hockey in B.C. The smell of the ice, the sound of the puck as it soared onward into the net. Jim stayed on that floor wrapping that hockey net until it was done. Because of Jim Devon spent a number of years shooting on that hockey net, and playing street hockey with the neighbourhood boys and not once did that net split. In fact it is still intact.

I was busy that Christmas eve with all the work Christmas often brings but I remember looking over at Jim and Devon on the floor talking and tying and I understood in that moment one of the many reasons why my sister loved him so much. There was a soft side I didn't realize before then.

Another moment with Jim came when I was young and I was helping my sister pack their condo and prepare for their move to their new home. It was a quiet evening spent packing boxes, and sipping wine and listening to music on the down low. Then in enters Jim with all his energy and vibrant spirit and up goes the music and his laughter echoing in the room. It wasn't long and Jim and I were chatting and out came the Golden Shalauger and it was flowing freely. We had us some fun that night, joking, singing, and of course laughing.

Another family party, food and good cheer a plenty, Jim scooped up my daughter Sydney and placed her on his shoulders gently teasing her. She had a way with him.

Last time I saw Jim we were at my nephews wedding, my family and I were all sitting around the round table. Jim was next to my daughter Sydney. Jim joked and teased Sydney because she was enjoying the wedding chocolate liquer favours. Sydney teased back and it wasn't long before she was on his lap sharing a snapshot for the camera. Laughter was plenty that evening with Jim smiling wide and contaguious. We laughed the entire night and again I saw a soft side to Jim and another of the many reasons why him and my sister loved each other so much. At the end of the night Jim wrapped his arms around Laurie and I knew there was love between them. I can still see Jim's face with that great big grin of his, those sparkling green eyes and I can hear the echo of his laughter fill the room that night. We had us a time that night and I am grateful for the memory.

I will always remember how touched and appreciative you were after receiving a pair of Grandpa Kirk's boxing gloves for your birthday. You will be greatly missed and will forever be in my thoughts and prayers. xoxo.

You were one of a kind Uncle and will never be forgotten in my heart. Love you and miss you.

I'll love you and miss you forever Uncle Jim