The lover of life's not a sinner The ending is just a beginner The closer you get to the meaning The sooner you'll know that you're dreaming Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer They say that life's a carousel Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well The world is full of kings and queens Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams It's heaven and hell, oh well.
This memorial is in loving memory and celebration of James Douglas Nicholson. Jimmy was born in Richmond, Indiana on May 9, 1964 and he died in Richmond on December 8, 2005. In the 41 short years that Jimmy graced this world, he lived life to the fullest... often pushing the limits. Jimmy's life was a wild ride and he loved to take everyone with him. He was loving, charismatic and charming, always entertaining and too often misunderstood. A soul as bright as Jimmy's can't be extinguished. I know he lives on.
Jimmy Storys / LeeAnn
Please use the tribute page to add your own Jimmy storys. We know there are *a lot* of them out there. Include anything you remember about Jimmy (like his silly sayings "that's ate up", "psych!" "that's fire...
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Merry Christmas / LeeAnn (lil sister )
This is our fifth Christmas without you. Nothing especially the holidays are not even a fraction of happy and exciting since you've been gone. I miss you every single day but this time of year just really gets me thinking about you and missing you so...
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Real friends / Adam Tidrow (Rob and Tammy's son )
I never knew Jimmy too well personally. However my parents were both very close with Jimmy and have more stories than they care to admit to. ha ha. Dad and Jimmy were always getting into trouble and I know from stories that Dad tell...
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Really missing Jimmy / Phil Poland (friend)
Damn you Jimmy I miss you really bad Don’t understand why you left us. I been through a ton of shit but that don’t matter --- you were always around for me if I came back to Richmond and I miss you bad. Got to go now… MERRY XM...
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age gap / LeeAnn Nicholson Eadler (like you don't know )
The age gap is shortening between us. I'm now only five years younger than you. Big diff than being nine years younger. It's weird to think that some day I may be older than you. I guess I need to not say "maybe"..bu...
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James Douglas Nicholson Jimmy was an original... there will never be another soul quite like him. He loved his family and he loved his friends. He loved his dog, Brutus, like crazy. When he was in the hospital he called and had me put him on speaker phone so he could tell Brutus that "daddy will be home soon... you be a good boy". He had a huge and giving heart. Whatever he had he wanted others to have too. He loved to cook for everyone and would almost force feed us whether we wanted it or not! The last thing he made was at Thanksgiving. He made deviled eggs (very yummy) and some big ol pasta shells stuffed with a tuna mixture (not sure if it was yummy or not because I didn't dare taste them). He may not have showed his love in the traditional sense but he loved us, none the less. Every name called was like a big hug, every noogie given and toe popped was his way of saying he loved you. Every insult slung was just a way of letting you know that he cared enough about you (to call you "ate up" or "hillbilly"). If he didn't harrass you or pick on you... he probably didn't like you(which leads me to believe he must have liked a *lot* of people... especially where he worked). He adored his maw (the center of his universe), Frech, Pud, Scrott (one of his favorite targets!), Shelly (yep.. another favorite target), all the Dawns (anyone that showed concern or tried to tell him what to do), the hillbillys, heathens, and the hooligans (all his nieces and nephews), the Juerlings, slider, and too many others to think of right now....of the ones listed, I think everyone knows who they are. I don't know if I had a nickname, he would usually tauntingly refer to me as "LeeAnnie". He left us all behind. Jimmy was very passionate about life... he liked to push the boundries and live on the edge. He liked to talk big but that's all it was.. talk. He was quite sensitive and pretty deep. Two words that an outsider may have never thought of when it came to Jimmy.
We all lost a huge part of our lives on December 8th... none of us will ever be the same. My mom lost her first born, her baby boy...Mark lost a son and a buddy, I, along with my other brothers and sisters, lost a wonderful big (or little) brother and a protector and friend. Scrott lost a brother-in-law and a best friend. Everyone lost. Jimmy was a great friend and a hilarious entertainer.. always the life of the party (even if there wasn't a party going on!) I know we're all much better people for having known Jimmy, and I should be thankful for the time we had with him... but I'm just not at that place yet. I'm still in the phase where I go back and forth from shock and denial, to numbness and even anger. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't angry at Jimmy... because I'm damn angry. If he were here I'd hug him like crazy, then I'd smack him upside his head. I'm angry that he left us all here to try and pick up the pieces. I'm angry that I don't have the big brother I was so close to, one of the only people that could relate to me. I'm angry at myself because there were so many things I could have done (should have done) differently. I guess I'm just really angry. It was NOT suppose to end like this. It's just kind of sad when a person's life comes down to a bunch of photos and stories. Scrott recently told me of a poem called "the dash". They were talking about the dash that's located between the date of birth and the year of death. That little dash represents the person's whole life. The dash is pretty important yet it's only a dash. Just like this is only a website... a small website that doesn't even begin to do Jimmy's life justice. He was so much more than just a collection of funny (some hilarious) pictures and stories. Those that knew him well know exactly what I'm talking about. Hopefully Scrott will get on here soon and add his two cents. He knew a side of Jimmy that many people didn't know existed.
Jimmy, we all love you and miss you like mad. You're the first thing I think of in the morning and the last thing I think of at night...I know I'm not alone in that. I'm still waiting to wake up, still waiting for you to walk in the door or call me on the phone and ask me what I'm doing.
I went to the monument place and had the arrangments for your stone finished. On the back of your (and dad's) stone it will read "The world is full of kings and queens who blind your eyes and steal your dreams" Then in plain print it will say "I'll talk at ya'll later. Peace. Jimmy". I really hope it's what you would want. I love you forever.
James's Photo Album
Jimmy, about one year old. Taken in front of Grandma's house on S 13th ST.
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