im was kind, loving, and considerate from the moment I met him. He was unfailingly polite and courteous. He was genuinely interested in what you had to say, and he didn’t make unkind or sarcastic remarks. He was funny and mischievous, generous and disarmingly shy. He did not seek fame or notoriety. He was a sensitive, tender young man who wrote poetry. He was also a genius who thought deeply, questioned, and sought to understand. This is not a sanitized version of him. It was why Mary loved him. It was the Jim I met and knew and loved.