Jim lived across the street from some people who babysat me and my sister when we were little. I think I was about 9 or 10. I used to go over to his house and we would hang out together. His mom was really nice and sometimes she would be out on the front lawn with her easel, painting a pretty picture. Jim is missed not just now, but always.
Renee Blankenship (Gipson)
Jim lived across the street from some people who babysat me and my sister when we were little. I think I was about 9 or 10. I used to go over to his house and we would hang out together. His mom was really nice and sometimes she would be out on the front lawn with her easel, painting a pretty picture. Jim is missed not just now, but always.