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James R. (Jim) Adams
January 8, 1935 - June 26, 2006



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Craig and Lisa CrawfordKevin Sanders
Staci SkrabanekLarryJacobs
Bill, Diane, Amy, and George GolobyDiane Goloby
JAMES GRAYSONJamie & Adam Schneider
Jim MooreJohn and Rui Martin
Randall AdamsRegina Gorman
Sandy and Phil LudwigScott & Karen Johnson
Shannon AdamsThea Charles

 

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By: Kevin Sanders Jul 6, 2006
Dear Jim,



I was fortunate enough to know & have you as a neighbor & friend for several years. I have always had a deep respect for you, and unfortunatly had not visited with you since we moved away. I think often of the fence project we took on together and of you watching boxing, also I am happy to tell my older son Aaron is an AGGIE now as you. I do want you to know I thought of you and Nancy often and whenever we past Lake Lorraine subdivision we would wish again, we would had not sold our home and left some very dear Friends & neighbors.

GOD SPEED - we'll see ya soon - Love the Sanders Family ** gig'em AGGIES **
By: Craig Crawford Jul 6, 2006
Nancy,

You are in our thoughts and prayers. I will always treasure our memories of you and Jim in Grand Junction, and here in Texas. Always your friends, Craig and Lisa Crawford
By: Shirley Schneider Jun 30, 2006
Glenn and I had the extreme pleasure of knowing Jim - what a wonderful person he was. Never to busy to answer questions and to help people. He was very kind and generous of his time. What an honor to have known this man.
By: Thea Charles Jun 30, 2006
I met Jim and Nancy almost two years ago. When I got the call about Jim I rushed to the family that I love dearly to offer any comfort I could. Words can never express how I feel at this time. Nancy , I loved Jim as a friend, a brother, a father, a counselor, and a role model. I spoke of you and him often about how you all was one of the best familes I have ever worked for and became to love as my very own family. I tried so hard show appreciation for the day that you and Jim took me to see the Eagles. Now you can fly like the mighty Eagle during this storm because Jim is the wind beneath your wings. The eagle is a mighty spiritual bird. This is what the Prophet Isaiah says to us that are weary,"But they that wait upon the Lord; shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagls; they shall run, and not be weary; they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:31. I heard you say that you don't what you will do because Jim was your rock. I can recommend the only rock I have known for 51 years now and that is JESUS. He will help you through this. Jim will always be by your side, when you feel the wind and heard it whistling in the breeze, and when you feel so weak, JIM will be the wind beneath your wings. I am here for you too, after all God made us Sisters in Christ and I love you, Sister.
By: julie singleton Jun 29, 2006
Jim was my Dad. He wasn't my dad by blood, but he was my dad in heart and in actions. He gave me discipline when I needed it and, being the black sheep of the family in my youth, I needed it often. When I found out I made honor graduate from high school, he brought home a bottle of champaign to toast my accomplishment. He tried to teach me how to dance without looking at my feet. He taught me to drive. But those are just the little things. He taught me the important stuff too like to keep my word, to work hard and do my best, to treat myself and others with respect. He was the reason I didn't stay the black sheep of the family. I knew he loved me and I wanted him to be proud of me and even though I was a late bloomer, I know he was proud of the person I finally became. He was proud of all of us kids and his grandkids too. He was the best father, the most patient husband, the greatest son. He went to see his mother in the nursing home every single day.

My heart is broken over his loss, but I know he is doing fine. Even though his passing was sudden and will be so hard on all of us, I think he went the way he wanted. I will always love him, he was the best dad I ever had.
By: Pete McAlpin Jun 29, 2006
There was a lot of John Wayne in Jim Adams. He was plain spoken. He had a clear vision of where he was going and how to get there. Furthermore, once he got started you did not want to get in his way. I have lost a good friend and Montgomery County has lost a major asset.
By: Vince Ryan Jun 29, 2006
I first met LTC Adams when I joined the 348th Transportation Battalion on OST -- I had just gotten off active duty and was headed to law school. I did not get to know him well then but did when he joined the Harris County Engineer's Department. I was then or soon to be the First Assistant County Attorney and thought nobody could be as helpful to me, a political appointee, than the outgoing County Engineer, Dick Doss. But Jim was just as helpful and we became friends, even though he still outranked me in the Reserve. I left the County when I became a Houston City Council Member but Jim and I would once in a while run into each other and since I left City Council in 1994 we would still once in a while run into each other. Jim Adams was a fine soldier and a good and true public servant in the very best ways and was always pleasant to deal with, even on the rare occasions there was a "business" disagreement. He is missed.
By: Janet Loveday Jun 29, 2006
I was saddened to read of Jim's death in the paper yesterday. He and Nancy will always be remembered from our days at Turner, Collie & Braden. We shared a lot of laughs, and even a few tears, back in the 70's. Even though we have not stayed in touch in recent years, and the last time we saw each other was at a funeral for Al Knipe, I will always think of Jim & Nancy with fondness. Nancy, my heart goes out to you and all your family.
By: Lyn Dean Jun 29, 2006
I had the pleasure of many conversations with Jim at TWCA meetings. As a "newbie" to the water scene, Jim was always welcoming to me and willing to offer his valuable perspective on the tough issues of the day. He will surely be missed.
By: John Martin Jun 28, 2006
When Lloyd called and told me of Jim's death I knew I had lost a good friend.I could not sleep so I decided to remember the funny things that Jim and I have shared. I am going to give each one a name.

Hoodwinked - During my stint as County Commissioner, Jim was always trying to do something to 'help' me. Jim calls one day and says, "John, we are going to build a park on Lake Conroe, we are going to furnish the land, put up the money, and build a park. When it is finished we will turn it over to Montgomery County and you will get the credit." Well, it didn't quite work out that way....the River Authority did donate the land, and in later years, we got a big laugh out of the day I took it hook, line and sinker.

Dead Banker - In Jim's obiturary, Gary Montgomery mentioned his legendary slice. It truly was the worst I've ever seen. One day, Jim and I decided to ask our local banker, John Tatum, to play golf with us. Tatum had heard of Jim's slice, and for the first couple of holes, saw iI first hand. So he had learned to stay well left of Jim. The only hook I ever saw Jim Adams hit was when he nailed Tatum right under the shoulder. John fell like he'd been shot. Jim and I were riding together, and I turned to Jim and calmly said, "Jim, you have killed the only banker that would even think of lending either one of us any money!"

Slice Oil - In my attempt to help Jim with his 'slice'(and mine too at the time), I went to a new source of information....the internet. And put in golf/slice, and was directed to a website that sold slice oil. I immediately ordered 2 bottles, one for myself and one for Jim. So I brought it out the Saturday morning, and and being an engineer, Jim was very skeptical, and would not use it for the first two holes. I used it and my first two holes were the prettiest, the straightest balls I have ever hit using the slice oil. On the third hole Jim said, "Give me some of than_______stuff." It was the only time in that I ever saw Jim Adams hit a golf ball straight. What we did not take into account was the mess it had made. It took forever to get that stuff off of our equipment. Needless to say, I fixed my slice through more conventional means and Jim just learned to live with his.

The Day Mouth Lonon Was Silenced - our foursome consisted of: Jim, myself, Pete McAlpin, Craig (the mouth) Lonon, with camio appearances from the likes of Steve McClain, Reed Eichelberger, Bill Storey, and other noforuis characters. This partiuclar Saturday, it was only our regular group. Craig (the mouth) Lonon was notorious for agitating Jim Adams, and Jim took it very well, and only came back with "Shut-up, you little SOB." But this particular Saturday, Jim was in no mood for Craig's constanst needling. As some idiot down river from the dam had really gotten under Jim's skin. But this did not deter Craig in his quest to distract Jim from the task at hand. Jim and I were normally partners against Craig and Pete.....and we always had a little something bet. This just happened to be one of those rare days when Jim looked like he might break 90, and consequently, we were winning the bet. Craig could have none of this. On the third hole, Jim reached the green in two, but in his effort to birdie the hole, he pushed his putt to the right and then he pushed his next one. At that point Jim announced,"I pushed it", and then announced again,"I pushed it." Well, this was all the mouth needed, for the next six holes, every putt Jim missed, Craig mimicked Jim and said, "I pushed it." On hole 13, after a little agitation from Pete and I, Craig finally said it one to many times. It has been mentioned that Jim had a wee bit of a temper. And on Hole #13, at the April Sound Country Club, it was displayed in all its glory. We were walking off the green, and Jim grabs the Mouth by the arm, and turns him around, "You little sawed-off SOB, I will pound you into the ground until nothing shows but your head, if you say that one more time." For the next three holes, Craig, the Mouth Lonon, was speechless. Something I had never seen happen before or since. But he started it again on 18, and everything was back to normal, Jim forgave him.

Bulls Eye - Jim and I rode every Saturday together in my cart. Jim had been going through a really difficult time with floods and various other problems. The media had picked up on the fact that they could get under Jim's skin by questioning his ability. One fellow in particular was making vailed threats toward Jim. So I thought it would be real funny one Saturday morning with a poster taped to the back of my cart with a big bulls eye on Jim's side with text that read this is Jim and on my side, this is John. Jim did not see the humor and proceeded to destroy my sign. It was probably the only time I saw him mad at me.

Turkey Feathers - Jim invited me to go on a spring turkey hunt, and as usual, I gladly accepted the invitation. We left on a Friday morning, and it was a glorious Spring in Central Texas. It was a great hunt, a lot of fellowship, plenty of turkeys, and more than a little bit of food and drink. Unfortunately for us, Jim killed a turkey, and that's where the problem began. Jim's love of Nancy and his dedication to her was absolute. And Nancy practices a different sort of religion than some. Something about Indians. Nancy did not require Jim to buy diamonds or gold,(just tourquiose), but any time he could get her something with feathers, she was happy. So he had to bring home some turkey feathers. This particular Spring, the turkeys in that region had mites. We discovered this upon cleaning the turkeys. I mentioned to Jim, maybe you should just throw this one away. But Jim's love for Nancy and his desire to see her happy over ruled my objection. Jim cleaned the turkey and carefully placed the feathers in the back seat of the car. By the time we reached home, we had both been eaten alive by mites, and it took him 2 weeks to fumagate his Tahoe. I asked Jim as I dropped him off, "Do you think I was right or you were right?" Jim's response was, "I brought the damn feathers home because I love Nancy and if I had not, I would have caught holy hell."
By: Jim Moore Jun 28, 2006
Jim was one of the first people I met in 1974 when I joined the firm of Turner, Collie and Braden. He was a mentor, a role model and a friend. We shall all miss him.
By: Diane Goloby Jun 28, 2006
Jim had a contagious cackle laugh which I will miss. When I first saw him with Nancy, they were a happy couple, but I thought they were so different that I didn't want to get too attached to him right away - just in case! After a year, I thought,'He's still around, so that's a good sign.' After 2 years, I thought, 'Well, maybe he'll do.' After 5 years of marriage, I knew he was here to stay! They were as different as Silver and Turquois, but they complemented each other and fit together like one of Nancy's Native American necklaces! As Nancy told me many times during her first night without him, "He was my rock..." "He was my anchor!" Even though he's gone, his influence on her is still with her, so I know she will be strong and be able to handle anything. You couldn't be around Jim and not be influenced by him. I heard his son Bobby say once that his dad was, "though on the outside but a teddy bear on the inside." Perhaps the "tough" part was the Army in him, and his desire to get the job done right. But he was a "teddy bear" and loved a good laugh.

Every time any of us pass the dam on 105, we'll think of him. He will not only be missed, he'll be thought of many times and never forgotten. I didn't know that so many people knew him in places high and low. To me, he was simply Jim, my brother-in-law, with the crinkle-eye smile, cackle laugh, and the unlit cigar in his teeth, taking life as it was given to him. I will miss you, my favorite brother-in-law. Love, Diane

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