When next we meet, I will move during New Bidness to posthumously induct into the DFMM one James “Jim” Adams. While none of us ever met the Wyoming resident, I believe he truly embodied the spirit of the DFMM and deserves honor among our ranks.
See his obituary in the Casper-Star Tribune:
He was sadly deprived of his final wish, which was to be run over by a beer truck on the way to the liquor store to buy booze for a date. True to his personal style, he spent his final hours joking with medical personnel, cussing and begging for narcotics and bargaining with God to look over his loving dog, Biscuit, and his family.
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In lieu of flowers, he asks that you make a sizeable purchase at your favorite watering hole, get rip roaring drunk and tell the stories he no longer can.
RIP, Jim. Godspeed!
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Raises glass, and pours some on Tej’s lap… I mean the curb.
Cheers!
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