Molalla1
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He was a man with very little that was always willing to share with what he got. He put feeding the birds and pups before feeding himself. I sure enjoyed his stories.
Yes . . . . :thumbsup:
He was a man with very little that was always willing to share with what he got. He put feeding the birds and pups before feeding himself. I sure enjoyed his stories.
Yes he did . . .I didnt realize he had touched so many of us with his kindness
Jim appeared to be an Honest-to God Cowboy and the simple things in life was what he knew and lived. He reminded me of Will Rogers with his homespun yarns and sayings.
Well, I was shocked to find this when I was searching to find out if my father was living or dead. James Earl Johnson was my father, and he went by the name "Jim Johnson" from at least 1967 to 1996. He largely abandoned me in 1972 when he and my mother separated. I last saw him in 2006, when I stopped by his home in Escondido for one last chance for him to show some interest or care. I gave him all of my contact information, and I never heard from him. I occasionally searched to see if he had passed away over the years since. It took a crazy amount of an internet deep dive to find he was posting on this forum and that he had passed away.Hi to all of Crash 325's friends. I Have the sad news to post that he perished from smoke inhalation in a fire that destroyed his desert home and workshop on the evening of May 11, 2018. His real name was James Earl Johnson, (he used the name Earl Lee to honor our first stepfather who raised him until he joined the Navy) born Nov. 17, 1939, in Aztec NM. He is survived by his sisters, Wanda Ann Johnson Steffen Dickson Dibble and sister Judy Lee Ogas (Tin) 1 nephew, 1 niece, 1 grand-nephew. (And relatives - mostly cousins - we have lost track of over the many years). His remains were cremated and will be scattered on our grandfather's old mining claim to lie with our grandfather, mother and deceased nephew's ashes. As everything of his, along with some of our stuff, except for his vehicles was destroyed by the fire we are lucky to have this web site with his many postings to have something of his left for us.
Thanks so much for all of you being his friend and becoming concerned when you didn't hear from him for so long. I am his sister, WandaA, Tractor by net user name, and joined to see old family pictures he posted. I looked things up right after the fire and then haven't been back until today. Yours truly, Wanda Dibble
P.S.
I just read all your nice posts back to my brother's last one. He was in bad health, but not what killed him. Don't have report of where fire started but I do know he liked to smoke in bed and had cautioned him against it. We don't know what happened to all the dogs. Two were not stranger friendly or even to the family for that matter. One of his latest adoptees as near as I can determine was a big black dog that was taken in by a neighbor. All were seen after the fire so did not perish in fire. I live in Tombstone AZ. Wanda
On the one hand, I agree there are two sides. I'm sharing what I know about Jim Johnson because I did know him personally. I think what I know (as little as it is) would be of interest to the people who enjoyed reading about this life. Yes, I'm starting with some of the more difficult memories that were sparked by finding out about his death in such an odd and distant way. It's also interesting to me to see what he chose to write about.I don’t mean to be cold or heartless, but you only see one side of the man.
And I’m sure you see your reality that the rest of us can never see or feel, but the truth is there’s two sides of each story….. actually three as we all know. Your side, or your mother side, Jim’s (Crash as we knew him) side, and reality.
Having gone through a couple divorces myself I know personally that very few people ever know the real truth of the failed relationships that had transpired and the split up, and Jim, being the person that we knew may have kept his side private, so that you could live the best life you could live without knowing What caused his hurts that drove him and kept him away.
Obviously, there was something that caused him to be driven away from your mother, (or you), and you probably will never know unless somehow it comes out between you and your mother.
It sounds like to me that if you have the means a good counselor would be of some benefit to you and probably your son.
Good luck with your future, in my humble opinion you have some strong genes to work with, use them to your benefit!