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James C. Accola, 68, of East Dubuque, IL, passed away August 14, 2016, at Waverly Place in Stockton, IL. Jim was born on October 7, 1947, in Dubuque, the son of Leonard V. and Dora (Petitgout) Accola. He was a graduate of Wahlert High School, class of 1966. Jim was united in marriage to Bette Woller on July 1, 1972.
He was formerly employed at the John Deere Dubuque Works until his retirement in 2003 and later worked for the City of Dubuque, Parks Division for eight years. Jim was a lifetime member of St. Mary's Church, East Dubuque, and a former member of U.A.W. Local #94.
He was an avid fan of the Chicago Bears, Cubs and Bulls. He loved going out to eat, especially with his uncle Jerry Accola. Survivors include his wife, Bette; one son, Bryan (Audrey Jo) Accola, of Dubuque, and one daughter, Audrey Stratton, of East Dubuque and 4 grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his parents, Leonard and Dora, and a sister Janet Accola.
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Joseph Farrey
Jim was one of the East Dubuque Boy Scouts who took President Kennedy's challenge to take a 50 mile march/walk. He received a PT 109 tie tack from him..Sad to hear the news of his passing
Mary Lee Accola (Sheldon)
Jim was my first cousin. We spent a lot of time together playing when we were young. Always a kind happy person. Hoped to see him when I go back for our High School reunion next month but I guess God had other plans for him. I'll miss you Jim. God Bless !
Mary Lee Accola Sheldon
John Myers
Always knew Jim to be a kind and caring person. Ran into him a few times out at John Deere and he was always willing to talk about our high school days and the friends we had in common. Rest in peace, old friend...
Robert Hoffman
In Stephen King’s novella “The Body” (made into the movie “Stand By Me”) the story’s main character and storyteller, Gordie, in remembering his recently deceased childhood friend tells us “I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12.” My family moved next door to the Accola household when I was five years old. Jim and I became best friends and spent most of our growing up years together until our family moved away in 1965. As Jim struggled with his disease in the final years of his life, I often thought of Gordie’s words and how true they are. Jim, I loved you like a brother and will always remember you.