James Kenneth Pore

Dear Renee,

I am so, so sorry to hear about this news.  I just found out today, September 22, 2010.  You have been on my mind and heart for the past few days now, you know how God works, and finally, I had an idea.  I would google you and try to find out where you were.  At first, when I saw this site, I shook my head and said "that can't be right, that can't be Jim."  I am so profoundly sorry. 

Dear Marissa and Gracie,

I first met your Mom when we were young girls--almost your ages--when we lived in New Jersey.  Your grandmother, Franny, and my father dated each other for a short time.  Your grandmother was pretty cool, and she had these things called mopeds, and we would ride around the block on them.  I became friends with your Mom, but then your grandmother and Mom moved down to Florida, and I didn't see them again.  Now, fast forward about 20 years, and I am moving to Florida for a job, and my father says to me "hey, why don't you look up Franny (your grandmother) and Renee."  So I did!  We met for brunch at a place in Key Largo, FL, and that's when I met you, Marissa, and your Dad.  Marissa--you were just a baby, and Miss Gracie had not been born yet!

Your Dad was always so nice to me.  One day when I was visiting (I lived in Fort Lauderdale and you guys lived in Key Largo), your Mom and I went out shopping or something.  And when we came back, your Dad had washed and waxed my car for me!  Let me tell you, to this day, no man has ever done that for me, except your Dad.  That's just the kind of guy he was.

I am so sad to hear this news.  You are all in my prayers. 

Love to all of you,

Lysa Prifold Giuliano

giulianolc@state.gov

               THinking of you...and wishing you a very Happy Birthday!

Renee, Marissa, and Gracie,

I am sorry it has taken me so long to write my condolences for Jim, but I could not put down the words that expressed the loss I felt.  Jim was like a brother to me.  He not only taught me about the business, about cars, but he also taught me how to live and enjoy life.  We had many days when we would just sit at work and talk about many different subjects.  I always felt the love he had for his family.  The best memories I will cherish, is our trip to MEXICO on our motorcycles.  Jim and I rode in front of the pack continously challenging each other to go faster or ride with no hands!  We had so much fun and laughed so much on these trips.  His loss is felt everyday when I go to work and he is not there to talk to.  I was blessed to have an individual like him to call a friend.  I could always count on him.  Know that I am very sad for your loss.

Until we're togther again, Jim save a bike for me with a low ride.

Respectfully,

Roy Garces tu amigo!!!!!!!!! 

Renee, Marissa and Gracie and all of us who miss Jim…Our love is there and we pray that   God will soften your grief and sadness and comfort you and give you peace of mind …We know that this doesn’t come all at once, but we know God will walk us through our grief, holding our hands, carrying us if need be and HE will wipe away our tears

 It’s good to reflect on the past and remember the wonderful and happy life that Jim had and look forward to the future when we will be with him in heaven.

   When we wake up each and every morning we can just ask God to help us get through that day and thank the Lord at night for His help that got us through that day

 Our thoughts and prayers are always with you

    Lots of love and May God always bless all of us

   Aunt Lois and Uncle Rudy

Uncle Kay, Aunt Kay, Cheryl, Nancy, Renee, Marissa, and Gracie,

There is NO pain,and NO suffering in heaven. Maybe there are hot rod cars. Jim is with Jesus. Maybe Jim will drive with Jesus as the passenger some time....on streets of gold. That thought makes me smile.

My prayers are with you all.