This is truly terrible news.
A few years back, it took forever to get my Mamiya 7 CLAed (we all know who that would have been!) I decided in the meantime to buy a Blad, figuring I could eventually sell it for nearly what I paid for it. I wanted to buy it from someone who could service it, and Jim lived only 2 hrs drive away.
After we agreed on the equipment, I rode up and spent the entire day with him. He broke down the Blad and serviced it in front of me. Turns out his brother and sister went to the college where I teach, and we gabbed and gabbed and gabbed. Jim was not like those sibblings, who followed more conventionally aspirational paths. Jim stayed at home, doing construction and odd jobs. IIRC, his girl friend surprised him with a birthday present: to train with David Odess. Jim proudly showed me David's own sets (there were two I believe) of Hasselblad repair tools.
I ended up keeping the Blad and selling the Mamiya.
We stayed in touch since. He's worked on my cameras, and I've sent others to him for repairs of Hasselblads and Rolleiflexes. At one time, I was thinking of buying a Rollei SL66, and he reminded me of how many moving parts they have. Despite it being a truly lust worthy camera, I then passed on it. I would have followed Jim's advice about pretty much anything. He was cut from a different cloth. A mountain of a man. I only hope that he had a recent opportunity to do some hiking and camping in the nearby hills that he loved so very much.
I am sad beyond expression.
This has me literally tearing up. I talked to him on the phone at length one day a few years back and recently with one of his best friends and then his sister Anne recently, all really, really nice down to earth people.
At the very least I will be sending flowers to his place.
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