Geraldine Wulff

Jimmy was my sweet little brother. At first, I didn't want him because I already had three brothers and wanted a sister. His birthday was Dec. 13, 1951 and he died from a poisonous bite and his sudden death upset the whole town. He would have started school the next September. At his funeral at St. Peter's Church (just across from the Capitol Bldg.), the Governor sent his limousine for the procession to the cemetery. He was a smart as well as clever little boy and I really would have liked to have grown up with him. The next sibling, Rhoda was only two when he died so she didn't remember him. She has since died. I'd like to believe they are together and she now remembers him. Two other sisters were born after he died and one, Lauren shares his birthday. We also have three older brothers surviving.. We still love him. I am Geraldine