Jim Thiel was truly one of the most incredible men I've ever had the privilege of knowing and spending time with. He is a family man through-and-through and cherished his wife, Marion, like I want to cherish my husband. He is the definition of a patriot, serving his country through war as a belly-gunner on 50 successful missions (unheard of!) and loved this country every day of his life.
I delayed writing this post because I know there are no words I could type that would come close to doing justice to a description of Grandpa Jim. He was everybody's hero. He was selfless, volunteering more than anyone I know (without paying attention to his age or status). As I looked through some pictures I have of him, I was struck with the BEAUTY that I could not find a single picture of him without his wife by his side. They were inseparable, and while I know his faith in our heavenly Father has taken him to paradise, I ache for Grandma Mar as she discovers a whole new world: one without Grandpa Jim.
The summer of 2010, while I was pregnant, Mikey and I made a trip to St. John, IN to visit them. I now cherish those memories even more. While there, we shopped, dined, toured, etc. and we couldn't step foot outside the house without people waving us down to say hello and ask how Jim and Marion were doing. Even the police officers and store clerks knew them personally. People we'd never met knew all about our expecting twins and our Peachtree City golf carts. I was shocked how "popular" they were...they run that town!!
Grandpa Jim was so full of life. He was always the ring leader when the family got together...making everybody (including strangers) laugh until they cried. His jokes were the best...and I will never forget the time he got everybody kicked out of the Oktoberfest celebration for dancing on the table...at 84 years old!!
Grandpa Jim will never be forgotten, and the imprint he left on this earth will carry on and on and on.
We miss you and love you Grandpa Jim!!











































