I know, he ain't much to look at, but he was a good friend.
Jimmy was always more than happy to tell you his Dad was the detective handcuffed to Lee Harvey Oswald when he was shot.
He was also more than happy to tell you when our team was suckin hind tit.
Jimmy Leavelle was a Texan to the end.
From the sudsy sunrises to the jack sunsets, Jimmy always had some kind of interesting expression to fit any occasion.
His Dad found Jimmy in a never ending sleep after his last Saturday night in this world.
I knew Jimmy throughout the 80's and 90's and last saw him last at Ashley (Allred) Ellison's wedding.
Jimmy was a computer programmer like me, and it was always pleasure working by his side. We did some pretty amazing things together.
So here's to you old pal.
Say a southern styled "Hello" to Chris Pajak, Rob Allred, Milly Gabriel and Bill Enyoue
and tell them to click their glasses together and wait for me.
Dude, I don't know what anyone else might have thought about you, don't much care, but
Life was always better with you in it!
This site was written for Las Vegas, then LouisVille. Now, it seems to be about anywhere. In these phlogs, you'll see a lot of my personal notes and pictures. I like to post my observations here to remember life and celebrate it. I'm not religious. I don't pray for good fortune. I'm ecstatically grateful for the gift of life and I think our time should be remembered and not taken for granted. I'm not a writer. I think pictures tell stories so much better than words. I love just about everything in this life, and, I guess that would have to include you. So, if you've seen me, don't be surprised if your picture is in here somewhere. Of all the critters, people are absolutely the most interesting. 
