Jimmy was a happy go lucky child and man until a few years before his death. He always smiled and joked and strangely included his baby sister in his life growing up playing sports and hanging out. He would always make sure i was included and if anyone gave him grief he would straighten them out. I would be a goal tender in hockey, quarter back in football, catcher in baseball and he always wanted me there. He got me involved in sports but I discovered KISS in 1973 and introduced him to them. We went to many concerts together taking my youngest son Nick in 2000. We were suppose to take his daughter who was the same age but his ex would not let him so i just gave that ticket away to a stranger. After he died in 2004 I had not seen KISS until 2010 when my husband brought me back to life and said I needed to go back to see KISS because I was the ultimate fan. It was time to go back and I was Home again and I knew Jimmy was there with me! He is with me everywhere I go! So now I am living the life he would want me to but he is always with me! After he died i found out that he kept my old goaltender equipment as a kid and all our sports cards. He was the ultimate big brother every girl dreams of having and it is going on Nine years since i lost him and it still hurts as bad as it was the first day he was gone. He did what he set out to do be a structural engineer, put himself through school and loved his children. But somewhere he gave up after he and his wife split. It hurt him so bad that he never recovered from it. He did not take care of his health and going to the doctors like he told me he was. I did do as he asked when he died and protected him when others tried to take advantage of his death. I know I protected him and let others know what they did to him and how much they hurt him but it still kills me that because i was going through a bad relationship i was not there take care of him and save him and that i have to live with all my life. People tell me not to blame myself but had i known and had i not been worried about myself more i could have helped him more. His kids lost the greatest father in the world! He did everything for them! My kids lost a great uncle! My youngest who, when he was a senior in high school, wrote a paper which was entitled the greatest loss in his life and it was not about his father not being there but losing the uncle that took and spent time with him and loved him so much. Nick even got a tattoo in memory of his uncle when he turned 19. The brother, father, uncle, son that was so loved, gave so much love! He was my best friend and i miss him every moment of every day! We both were big Patriots, Bruins, and KISS fans we loved them same things! This is my memorial to the brother i lost and loved!