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My father-in-law was a wonderful man and the most important thing in his life was his family. My mother-in-law had been married before and came into their relationship with four boys and one girl. He loved them as his own and actually adopted them.

It was only about two years after my husband and I were together that we found out we were expecting a new baby. My father-in-law was ecstatic. It had been a few years since there had been a baby in the family. He could not wait.

Approximately two months later he was diagnosed with colon cancer. It had spread too far and there was nothing that could be done except make him comfortable. It is a horrible disease and devastating to have to watch someone that you love go through it. He was a huge man. Over six feet tall and close to three hundred pounds. He lived for another five weeks. The disease ravaged his body and at the time of his death he looked like a shell of his former self.

The last words that my husband said to his father was that we were going to name the baby after him. This really seemed to please him.

When my sweet little James was born he was not only beautiful but the best tempered baby I had ever seen. Never crying, always happy, and patient. As he grew he never changed and was the best kid. He always listened to what he was told and really never got into trouble. He has what I would describe as an old soul.

One day when he was about 4 years old I walked into his room and found him talking to someone. I figured it was an imaginary friend. My older daughter had had an imaginary friend that she had played with all the time at this age. When I asked him what his friend's name was he said Grandpa J. I was shocked.

When my father-in-law had passed away his whole family was devastated. It was hard for them to even talk about him years later, especially my husband. We had no pictures of him and so I did not know why my son would pick him as an imaginary friend. It was kind of strange. I told my husband about it that evening and he just kind of brushed it off and did not want to talk about it. He did confirm my suspicion that he had never talked to James about his grandfather so I was still quite confused.

This kept on for a few months. He would tell me how his Grandpa J said that he would go with him to the bathroom in the middle of the night so he would not have to be scared of the dark and wake me up. His Grandpa J would swing with him on the swings and he must have told some great jokes because my little

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