A Human Face:
Jim Meeks was my youngest brother Daniel’s best friend from childhood. Back then, we called him Jimmy.
A few weeks ago, while serving as a Second Lieutenant in Iraq, he was driving a truck full of Iraqi detainees when it was hit by a bomb. With serious injuries, he was sent home.
Thank God, despite, losing much of his hearing, he’s home safe. That God his injuries will not keep him from living a fairly normal life.
This is a radio story about Jim.
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It’s funny what you can find out when you are board. I met a fellow by the name of Jim Meeks several years ago when he came out west to visit the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. By chance I got to spend time with him.
So here I am, years later, trying to look like I am working, and I happen to Google “Jim Meeks” only to find several hits, including yours, which match the Jim I knew. All I can say is that I happy he is ok. And I hope you can pass along a message of respect to him. And if he does remember who I am, tell him hello from Bonny in South Dakota.
It’s funny what you can find out when you are board. I met a fellow by the name of Jim Meeks several years ago when he came out west to visit the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. By chance I got to spend time with him.
So here I am, years later, trying to look like I am working, and I happen to Google “Jim Meeks” only to find several hits, including yours, which match the Jim I knew. All I can say is that I happy he is ok. And I hope you can pass along a message of respect to him. And if he does remember who I am, tell him hello from Bonny in South Dakota.