Book of Remembrance

 
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·Why? 
 
Funeral 
 
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From Chris Mosier

====== Stories of James

James was one of the first people I remember meeting when I starting playing with Strange Blue in the fall of 1996. I was looking lost on a side street somewhere between Jesus College and downtown when I recognized the blue bandana-ed fellow on a bike headed towards me (His picture, the black and White of him landing with the disc, was featured in the University's Student Activities Handbook). He told me to follow him and he lead me to the pitch. He had a gift at bringing people together. As brash as his talk may be on the field, he could talk to anyone and get them to share stories no matter how shy they might be. He was a good teacher of the game and a tremendous player with great spirit.

His energy was infectious. I remember him egging on the tired players during practice, trading strategy with Matt R. or Chris, poking fun at Graham after Graham had just laid out and missed the disc and always cracking a smile. It felt like he enjoyed every minute we played out there.

I hope this story is suitable for the recollections, I always smile thinking about it. While changing shoes getting ready for practice on the Jesus Green one day, James relayed to me this story:

He had been dating this girl for a while. It was her birthday and they went out along with some of her friends. There was gift opening and card reading, as she read one of the cards it opened with something to the effect of, "On your 20th birthday..." and James interrupted her and said "Hold on then, You're turning 20? I thought you were 18." It should be noted that James had just turned 16 himself. "Yes, Its my 20th birthday. How old are you?," she asked. James was caught off guard and answered, "Sixteen". "I thought you were 18," she said. An awkward moment of silence followed, and then James replied, "Well age doesn't really matter then, does it?"

Chris Mosier


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