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M.G. Perez's avatar

Mr. Moore, thank you.

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Ken Young '69 GBHS's avatar

Who knows what goes on in peoples' lives that we meet and see each day in our live. Jim, my memory of you is the black heavy frame glasses you wore that were like mine. Also, you wrote on my script for one of the plays I did at GBHS with the letters BF. Never really knew what that meant. Great to read your store this Mothers' Day. My life was similar only in the fact that my folks came up from AR to work in the 'shops'. Mental illness has been hushed for too many years. Thank you for opening your heart to shed some light on it. Go Bobcats.

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Jim Bob Moore's avatar

All I could think about was getting out of there, Ken. I think part of the reason I rarely return has to do with confronting memories that pop up when I am there. But thanks for the thoughtful note. Maybe we'll run across each other again some time. I get up to MSU football games every fall.

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Jim Bob Moore's avatar

Thanks, Bridget.

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DeeceX's avatar

It's said we live on in memory, and your mother and father come to life for me each time you write with such beauty and eloquence. Thanks, Jim.

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Mark Burr's avatar

A thought but lovely tribute to you ma. Thanks.

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Bridget Cresto's avatar

Another beautiful piece of writing. ❤️

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John McCaa's avatar

Ken Young is so right... so many threads come together to create the person we see but don't really know. The strength of a good Mother and the fragments of wisdom she shared and lived shine through in all your writing. How she must smile every day, at peace and no longer in pain... now reading with the rest of us the fulfillment of her dreams for you.

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Jim Bob Moore's avatar

I'm touched, John. Thanks so much for this sweet thought.

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