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Deceased Classmate: Jim Mors
Date Of Birth: 11-20-1950
Date Deceased: 8-8-2008
Age at Death: 57
Cause of Death: Unknown
Classmate City: White Cloud
Classmate State: MI
Classmate Country: USA
Survived By: Mother: Anne Mors Brother: Terry Mors Special Friend: Kathy Wildfong Children: Scott, Dennis, Jennifer. Grandchildren: Elizabeth, Ellie, Lana, Lexi
Jim Mors November 20, 1950 - August 8, 2008 James J. “Jim” Mors Jr., age 57 of White Cloud, Michigan, passed away unexpectedly on Friday, August 8, 2008 at his home. Jim was born on November 20, 1950 in Libertyville, Illinois to James and Anne (Drake) Mors and moved to the Holton area in 1979 and later to White Cloud. Jim served on the Mundelein Fire Department until 1979 and later started work at H.O. Taylor in Muskegon where he worked in sales. Jim had been an auctioneer and was an avid sled dog racer. He has been a member of various sled dog racing associations for over 30 years, had served as a director of International Sled Dog Racing Association and was a member of the MUSH – Mid Union Sled Haulers. Jim also enjoyed sports and had been a MHSAA softball umpire in Muskegon County. SURVIVORS: his children, Scott (Tina) Mors of Warren, Michigan; Dennis (Lori) Mors of Marquette; Jennifer (Jeff) Gould of Green Bay, Wisconsin; his grandchildren, Elizabeth, Ellie, Lana, and Lexi; his mother, Anne Mors of Libertyville, Illinois; special friend, Kathy Wildfong of White Cloud; his brother, Terry (Becky) Mors of Plymouth, Illinois; many special friends. TIME OF VISITATION: Monday 5-8 pm at Crandell Funeral Home – Fremont Chapel. MEMORIAL CONTRIBUTIONS : For his granddaughter, Lana Gould’s medical expenses for leukemia, checks can be made to Crandell Funeral Home. Friends may send a condolence or share a memory with the Mors family online at www.crandellfh.com/obitmaster.html Editor's Note: Jim was a long time Sled Dog Central Mentor and his service to the mushing community was greatly appreciated. /jb
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Rich Aishton
Jim's passing leaves a void in the universe. This may not be appropriate to tell, but sometimes people like Jim hope people will not dwell on his passing and will remember the things that made us laugh. Jim was our basketball team manager and with most players at that time the sweat and motion leaves many of us with what we usually termed 'jock rot' in locker room vernacular. We had tried everything to relieve the pain and finally one day Jim gives us some 'lotion' and says "try this". Four days later all of us felt some much better and the rash and chaffing subsided considerably. We asked him what it was and he calmly stated: "ball cleaner". Nothing more to say ................ You are missed Jim and I will catch you at some point in the future. Let's exchange the ball cleaner for a good swig of something good. Rich Aishton