John Grimes Obituary

Think of you often Joanne and your family. Loves and hugs. Bunny and family

Dear Jack, I know We will feel your presence at Ryan's graduation party on Saturday because your family was everything to you.

Always in my heart

Joanne thinking of you always my good friend. Just saw this and so many memories of him. God Bless you. Call soon.

To Mrs Grimes, Laura, John, & Pati, God Bless all of you! Jackie will be missed by everyone that knew him! Peace to all of you!

Dear JO,
You know I felt Jack was one of the good guys. I just discovered this guest book.Although we talk every so often I think of you and Jack when we were just kids. When I talk to you I still feed him there with you. I think you are a brave lady for all you have been true. You have my love.

Your friend Joanne S.

So much to talk to you about....why does heaven have to be so far away? I look at your picture every morning on my dresser with that smirk that says.."keep going kid...I told you it would be ok"....its not "ok" without you...I miss you every day...but I'll keep going...

I love you Dad.

Dear Joanne.
I was saddened by the news of Jackie's death when I heard from Ray O'Brien. Although I knew he was pretty ill, I was still affected by the news. I'm sorry that I did not write sooner to express my sympathy as soon as I heard of his death. Sorry I was unable to be with you in your sadness. Jackie was a friend to me. I remember him fondly when I hear the stories he and Sollie would tell of their day in the parking lot at O'Hare. He was a policeman to the core and a good one. He loved telling stories about his work and the funny things that happened when they were involved in some of their arrests. I will miss him and his stories. Please accept my sympathy on the occasion of his death. I hope that the sadness will be tempered for you and your family. You are both some of my favorite people. I have so much enjoyed being with you in happier times. You have been a friend to me in my difficult days. I was pleased to hear that I have been a friend to your family. the feeling is mutual and goes double for me. Your expressions of concern for me that your cards express is greatly appreciated. Your prayers and your words were a help for me. Finally thanks for the gifts. Very thoughtful and thankful. Sorry once again for the delay in writing you. It was good to talk to you on the phone.

With Love and Gratitude,
Father Tom C

Jack was my best bud. My Father died when I was barely six. Jack was my sister's beau whom I had remembered meeting a few years earlier when he had just gotten back from body bag detail in Korea. No one was ever nicer to me and no one ever had my six like Jack. He loved me and I loved Him.

I love you Dad. Your personality was one of a kind. Your smirk was so unique (you passed that down to the Grimes twins and your Son) your COP stories (remember you wanted to write a book so i bought you the hand held tape recorder. I wonder if you started? Every time a new Cop show is on I want to ask you about it and get your take on it, as I know you didnt care for the majority of them - haha- but we both like CSI Miami and our David Caruso!! Every time the Mentalist is advertised I hear you say to Mom, "can I watch my mentalist" she would laugh and say YES, JACKIE!!!

John Wayne movies, the song Bad Bad LeRoy Brown, Golfing, football - those are just a few things that remind me of you. Your whistle to call us home from the park. We'd hear it blocks away!!! The way you looked at our dates when they came through the door and oh my God when they were leaving with one of your Daughters - that LOOK! "BRING HER HOME ON TIME OR I'LL BREAK YOUR KNEE CAPS" you'd say and then give that smirk!!

You were the protector of what seemed like the entire extended family!!! You were a man a few words many would say, but when you did talk everyone listened. When you told a joke you cracked everyone up. When you gave "that look" you put us in our place. When you first started coughing, you made us worried. You told me when I was little you were never going to die - you were going to live forever. I now know, Dad, that you were telling the truth because you are living forever in our hearts and we will grieve you until we see you.

Your were and still are such a strong force that anytime I walk into the house I feel your presence. I expect to see you sitting in your chair - always getting up to hug and kiss your kids- even when it was getting so hard for you to do so. Thank you so much for that, Dad. Thank you for raising us to be street wise. Thank you for always getting us out of jams, giving us pep talks, letting me call you at anytime of the night. Picking me up when my first boss stole my tips - and yelling at him!!! The relationships I ended because you "were right about them" and those I didnt because I was going to prove you wrong - - -and you were right about them too!!! I know I pushed the boundaries and was a rebel but overall, Dad, you have to admit most of the time I did do what you told me to do with the exeption of coming home after curfew (followed by "you're grounded" and " THAT LOOK!!!)

Well Dad I could write a book. Mom wanted stories on your page and there are so much more to tell. But for now I will end here so you can Bowl with the family or watch the Mentalist or golf or the Cubbies or tell your gang up there your stories from when you were on the Police Force, or help everyone with their issues even though there isnt supposed to be issues in Heaven. :)


I love you,
Laura Jo

Bad Bad Leroy Brown is ringing in my ears.....

Love and miss Daddy so very much! Pati

Jack was a very good friend of mine, he was a cops cop, when they talk about Chicago police men Jackie was the best cop on the police force. He was also one of the best 16'softball players I've ever played with. He was a shortstop and was a great line drive hitter. You are very missed and loved.

Jack Grimes – my memories of Jack are of a man who showed great affection for my son – Sonny or Rich as he was know by those who went to school with him.

My son adored Jack and was one of the very few, outside of Joanne, who could call him “Jacky”.

One day when Sonny was about 17, Jack suggested to him that he had a friend he would like to set me up with as he thought we would be a good match. My son did not react the way Jack thought he would and he told Jack never, ever do that – “It's my mother!!” Jack never did do that, and we laughed when he relayed the story back to me.

Sonny is not here either and I like to believe they are having a good laugh together.

Jack,the BEST MAN at our wedding. Always the comedian-like the time he hid my engagement ring and let people think it was lost. Always the protector-rescuing his brother-in-law from a musical yam session. A man of few words but a man that emitted strength and love. I miss him too.

Joanne, Miss you very much. Time passes so quickly and here it is another anniversary. Would you like to meet for lunch sometime. I want you to know I think of you often. We should get together soon!!!! Love and Hugs, Bunny

July 20, 2012
JACK, as you look down upon us all you will know that you are still remembered and missed!
Don and Lyla Guinan

Auntie Jo

I wanted to share a story or two about memories I have of Uncle Jack. I have so many memories of him growing up. I was lucky to have him as my sponsor at my Confirmation and was so happy to have him be a part of it. Always a man of few words but so comforting to have around. It meant so much to me that he took the time to be there for my Confirmation and take an active part in it.



However, there is one memory that has stayed with me all my life and will stick with me for the rest of my life. And I have Uncle Jack to thank for it. It took a long time to figure out the origin of this "memory" and over time I have determined there is only one logical explanation. So here it is. When I was about 4 ( I am guessing becasue we were still living in Woodale). It was either my birthday or Christmas because I remembered You and Uncle Jack bringing me a present. I was sitting on the floor and unwrapped this present and found a tall (at the time to me it was huge but maybe was 18 inches tall) Clown. I couldn't get it out of the box so the adults helped and Uncle Jack flipped the switch on the clown and placed it on the floor about 5 feet in front of me. The clown was robotic or at least motorized and the wheels began to spin and it came towards me. Harmless enough. I watched intently as is rolled close to me and stopped. When it stopped the Jaw dropped open and its nose light up red and it let out this Horrible, mechanical, diabolical and evil laugh. Then it stopped and came closer... I started to push my self on my butt back away from it and it stopped again and let out the "laugh." I got up to get away but it followed me (I am sure it really didn't have the ability to follow me but it sure seemed like it) where ever I went the clown went and it was laughing the entire time. I though it was going to get me. I remember Uncle Jack laughing as he walked over to pick it up. I think I was in front of my mom at this time clinging on to her leg for dear life. I was relieved to see Uncle Jack get the clown. I felt safe. "thank you Uncle Jack!!!" I thought. But then in typical Grimes fashion he walked towards me and put it on the ground at my feet as it moved faster than a Cheetah to me, ran into my feet and began to laugh. I can't tell you what happened after that because it would take thousands of dollars and years of therapy to get the rest out of my head. But when ever I see a clown and begin to hyperventilate and look for the nearest exit I think of my Loving Uncle Jack. =) I know many reading this probably assumed that my fear of clowns might have been due to Auntie Jo dressing up in a clown Suit and jumping out to scare me. But you are all wrong, that happened just a few years ago and I was already petrified of clowns.



I also learned a life lesson from Uncle Jack and Uncle Denis. Never play basketball or any other sport against them and think you can win. When I was 14-15 and Mike and Tony Grimes were 15-16 we decided that we could take them in a game of basketball. I can remember them telling us that they could beat us 2 against three and Mike, Tony and I all laughed. Now the basketball net was above my garage and the court was the drive way. To the right of the basket was my moms bushes and flowers that she spent every spring planting. She threatened to kill me almost daily if I even thought of damaging her precious flowers. Anyway, we started the game and us three boys looked like we were getting the better of them as we got of to an early lead. I am pretty sure that was part of the plan by the Uncles. Because as we became more vocal and cocky that is when they made us all crash to earth. LITERALLY. Anytime we got close to the basket we ended up on our butts in a bush. We left our feet so many times but never ever jumped. We were beaten every time we got the ball or tried to get close to the hoop. I am sure to this day if you ask Mike and Tony they will remember it like it was yesterday. At the moment I am pretty sure we never wanted to try to play them again, at least not without pads. My moms flowers were mostly trampled and smashed. And much of them were on the butts of the 3 boys. So after being beaten by the Uncles I had to face my Mom about the flowers. Anyone care to guess what the Uncles may have said happened? You are proabably are right if you guessed the Uncles claimed it was the boys playing and they tried to stop us from doing it, while they both laughed!!!!



I always loved seeing Jack. I wished I had spent more time with him. I will never forget his laugh. It was unmistakable. He is greatly missed.



Love you.

To Aunt Jo and all the Grimes cousins, I can still hear the sound of Uncle Jackie's voice. He kept the family grounded and I miss him so much. Love you guys!

Dearest Joanne, Laura, John & Patti



















Dearest Joanne, Laura, John & Patti.
My memories of Jackie go all the way back to Clarke Playground. He was truly a unique person and I thank God that our friendship lasted over 60 years. You are all my second family and all you have to do is call and I'll be there. May God watch over all of you.
Love,
Ellen aka Auntie Ellen

Auntie Jo

I wanted to share a story or two about memories I have of Uncle Jack. I have so many memories of him growing up. I was lucky to have him as my sponsor at my Confirmation and was so happy to have him be a part of it. Always a man of few words but so comforting to have around. It meant so much to me that he took the time to be there for my Confirmation and take an active part in it.



However, there is one memory that has stayed with me all my life and will stick with me for the rest of my life. And I have Uncle Jack to thank for it. It took a long time to figure out the origin of this "memory" and over time I have determined there is only one logical explanation. So here it is. When I was about 4 ( I am guessing becasue we were still living in Woodale). It was either my birthday or Christmas because I remembered You and Uncle Jack bringing me a present. I was sitting on the floor and unwrapped this present and found a tall (at the time to me it was huge but maybe was 18 inches tall) Clown. I couldn't get it out of the box so the adults helped and Uncle Jack flipped the switch on the clown and placed it on the floor about 5 feet in front of me. The clown was robotic or at least motorized and the wheels began to spin and it came towards me. Harmless enough. I watched intently as is rolled close to me and stopped. When it stopped the Jaw dropped open and its nose light up red and it let out this Horrible, mechanical, diabolical and evil laugh. Then it stopped and came closer... I started to push my self on my butt back away from it and it stopped again and let out the "laugh." I got up to get away but it followed me (I am sure it really didn't have the ability to follow me but it sure seemed like it) where ever I went the clown went and it was laughing the entire time. I though it was going to get me. I remember Uncle Jack laughing as he walked over to pick it up. I think I was in front of my mom at this time clinging on to her leg for dear life. I was relieved to see Uncle Jack get the clown. I felt safe. "thank you Uncle Jack!!!" I thought. But then in typical Grimes fashion he walked towards me and put it on the ground at my feet as it moved faster than a Cheetah to me, ran into my feet and began to laugh. I can't tell you what happened after that because it would take thousands of dollars and years of therapy to get the rest out of my head. But when ever I see a clown and begin to hyperventilate and look for the nearest exit I think of my Loving Uncle Jack. =) I know many reading this probably assumed that my fear of clowns might have been due to Auntie Jo dressing up in a clown Suit and jumping out to scare me. But you are all wrong, that happened just a few years ago and I was already petrified of clowns.



I also learned a life lesson from Uncle Jack and Uncle Denis. Never play basketball or any other sport against them and think you can win. When I was 14-15 and Mike and Tony Grimes were 15-16 we decided that we could take them in a game of basketball. I can remember them telling us that they could beat us 2 against three and Mike, Tony and I all laughed. Now the basketball net was above my garage and the court was the drive way. To the right of the basket was my moms bushes and flowers that she spent every spring planting. She threatened to kill me almost daily if I even thought of damaging her precious flowers. Anyway, we started the game and us three boys looked like we were getting the better of them as we got of to an early lead. I am pretty sure that was part of the plan by the Uncles. Because as we became more vocal and cocky that is when they made us all crash to earth. LITERALLY. Anytime we got close to the basket we ended up on our butts in a bush. We left our feet so many times but never ever jumped. We were beaten every time we got the ball or tried to get close to the hoop. I am sure to this day if you ask Mike and Tony they will remember it like it was yesterday. At the moment I am pretty sure we never wanted to try to play them again, at least not without pads. My moms flowers were mostly trampled and smashed. And much of them were on the butts of the 3 boys. So after being beaten by the Uncles I had to face my Mom about the flowers. Anyone care to guess what the Uncles may have said happened? You are proabably are right if you guessed the Uncles claimed it was the boys playing and they tried to stop us from doing it, while they both laughed!!!!



I always loved seeing Jack. I wished I had spent more time with him. I will never forget his laugh. It was unmistakable. He is greatly missed.



Love you.

My Uncle Jack was the best guy around he was never too busy to talk to his niece. Or "the stress kid as he called me" :) One great memory I have is calling him after shopping for my high school prom dress. I called him and was so excited to tell him about my dress. The conversation went something like this. "Uncle Jack I got my prom dress!" To which he laughed and said oh yeah. (man of few words) "Yeah Uncle Jack it's black spandex and feathers!" to which he quickly replied "Put your Mother on the phone, I have to talk to her!" LOL He was the best! He always got me the hottest limo for our dances and the drivers were always VERY good looking. Miss you like crazy. Love Krissy

I remember hearing stories about Jack the cop when i was little, I was scared, but when we were with him he was the sweetest man and even played with us kids! He is surely missed, I love you Grimes family!

Auntie Jo, I just wanted to write to let you know that even though Uncle Jack is gone he still lives on in all of us. Growing up I heard many stories about him from my dad and thought I would share a few of them and a couple of my own with you.

The first thing I always remember my dad telling me was how much his brother meant to hm. Dad raised Mike and I, as well as Mike Smith, to always lookout for each other. He said "You're brother is the only person that will always be there for you." He would then tell us stories about Uncle and how when Dad was growing up Jack would lend him his car to go out on dates or with his friends, or let him borrow clothes so he would look good, and on occasion give him money so he could afford to go. He would also always look out for him, give advice or, and everyone knows my dad was no angel growing up, get him out of trouble. It was nice having a brother on the force! When dad talked about his brother you could feel the love and respect he felt for him. He told us it was Uncle who really made him into the man he was, taking nothing from Grandma or Grandpa, dad always felt like it was Jack who was his father figure and helped shape his beliefs and values. I know that because of him we were raised the same way and that a little piece of him is in each of us boys because my dad passed it on to us.

One of my earliest memories was one Christmas when we were over by Aunt Toot's house for Christmas and you and uncle gave Mike and I "Star Wars" T-shirts, I remember they were red and that they had the movie poster on the front, I wore that shirt all the time and thought I was sooo cool! I wore that shirt so often that my mom finally had to tell me that I could only wear it once a week so people didn't think it was the only shirt I owned :)!

I remember one time when I was in high school, Mike and I went downtown with a couple of friends and were out late one night, or early the next morning, and that on the way home my friend started driving down a one way street the wrong way and needless to say we were pulled over. Mike and I didn't say anything to the officer while he was giving us a ticket but we decided to call uncle the next day and tell him what happened, without telling Dad, and see if he could help. My friend was very worried because his father was going to be very mad and wouldn't let him borrow the car anymore. Well we called uncle and he let us know we were a couple of knuckle heads, telling us we shouldn't be out that late and that we should be more careful he hung up. Typical Grimes pep talk :)! Well Mike and I thought that he was going to call Dad and that we had made a mistake, but Uncle never called Dad and when my friend went to court the case had been dismissed. The next time we saw Uncle we asked him about it and he smiled (more of that Grimes smirk we all have), patted us on the head, told us he didn't know what we were talking about, gave us his business cards "Just in case" and walked off. He didn't want any credit or recognition he just wanted to make sure we knew he was always there for us and I always respected and admired him for that.

My next story happened a couple of years later at O'Hare where everyone knew his name. A girl I was seeing had to go pick up a foreign exchange student at the airport and I offered to drive her. I was late in picking her up and we hit some horrendous traffic on the way to the airport and wound up getting there about an hour late. The whole time the girl is getting mad at me because she is worried that the exchange student was scared or lost or would be mad because we were so late and I really needed to get her to that Airport. Well when we arrived the Airport was PACKED! The cars were three deep off of the curb and there was no where to park. So I did something any teenage boy would do to impress a girl (something stupid!) I pulled my car up over the curb and parked on the sidewalk in front of the terminal. I jumped out of the car, put Uncle's business card under the windshield wiper, grabbed the girl and said "let's go!" at this point she thinks I am crazy and that my car is going to be gone when we get back but I tell her not to worry and dragged her inside to get the exchange student. About twenty minutes later we are walking back to the car, with a safe and happy exchange student in tow, and I see to officers sitting on the bumper of my car, billy clubs in hand. I had a moment of panic and then walked up and told them it was my car. They asked for ID and then proceeded to let me know exactly what they thought of me, my questionable decision making skills and obviously poor driving skills, (they put it much more colorfully but I think you get the point) handed me back my license, Uncle Jacks card and told me to NEVER do that again! They then proceeded to move traffic so I could get off of the curb. Needless to say I jumped in the car with two very impressed girls and went on my merry way. I didn't realize until later, when I called Uncle to apologize, that the officers never told him about the incedent. Needless to say I got another Grimes Pep talk :) (more colorful words about my intelligence and lack of forethought), then he asked if I got the girls home safe and told me that next time I should call ahead so he could have a spot for me to park :).

I miss him very much and always knew that he loved me and would always be there if I needed him.

All my love,

Tony

I can't believe it's been 2 years already. From the Baxter family to the Grimes family ,our prayers go out to you.

I have so many memories of being at the Grimes house and I can tell you this as a young kid the nerves were always in high gear....The reason of course would be MR. Grimes. I had to make it through the house and into the basement and pass "Jack". Sometimes I would walk by him and he would just say "Bobby" and then I would get the look. As a kid that look was enough to command respect and put just enough fear in you to keep you on your best behavior. As a parent I get that. I hope to be able to put that same look at the children that come to see my daughter.

I remember Pati and I would be in the basement talking away and then you heard Mr.Grimes calling out "Pati", but what that really meant was "Bobby it's time for you to leave". Of course I would stick around because Pati said "it was fine"....and then the second call..."Pati", now I say "I think I need to leave" and of course Pati tells me "it's fine"...and then the third call comes and it's no longer Pati but now it's "BOBBY"...... I think by the time he finished saying my name I was out of the house and half way home.

I miss your presence Mr. Grimes but I cherish the memories.

-Bobby

Mr. Grimes was always a rock to me. Growing up without a father, there weren't many dads I felt comfortable around. He was funny and loving, and while I always had a 'healthy fear' of him (as I suppose I would of a dad of my own), I always knew he would be there if I needed him. I would find out later that he was looking out for me when I didn't even know it. I am so glad to be part of your family!!

Auntie Jo, I wanted to let you know that even though Uncle Jack is gone he still lives on in all of us. I am my fathers son in so many ways but from all the stories he told me he was more a product of Uncle Jacks than Grandma and Grandpa. He raised me and Mike (and Mike Smith) to always stand by each other because he said "You're brother is the only person that will always be there for you". I know that he felt this way because Uncle Jack was always there for him and he wanted to make sure we had the same love for each other that he had for Jack. My father shared many stories of Uncle with us and I thought I would share some of them with you as well as a couple of my own.

One of,the first stories I remember my Dad telling me was how Uncle Jack would let him borrow his car so he could go on dates or go out with his friends, I know,that they didn't grow up with much so it was a very big deal and I think that is one of the reasons my dad loved cars so much. He also told me that Uncle would let him borrow clothes and that he would give him some spending money so he looked good going out. When my dad talked about Uncle you could feel the love and admiration he had for him. We all know,my father wasn't a saint growing up but uncle was always there to give advice or in some cases get him out of trouble, nothing better than a brother on the force for that :), but most importantly he was always THERE! My Dad knew that no matter what Jack would be there no questions asked to support his brother. I know that this lives on in us kids and was extend from just brothers to "Family" and that is a legacy from how Uncle treated and raised my dad.

One of my earliest memories of Uncle was a Christmas Party at Aunt Toots house and you guys gave me and Mike Star Wars T-Shirts, the where red with the movie poster on the front, and I think I wore that shirt so often, thinking I was soooo cool, that my mom finally told me that I could only wear it once a week so people wouldn't think it was the only shirt I owned!

I also remember the many times Uncle, or his business card, got me, and my friends, out of trouble :)! I can list many occasions but since I'm unclear on the statutes of limitations for some of them I will just tell you about two.

The first one was when I was in High School and me, Mike and a couple of buddies decided to go downtown and have sum fun. Well we had a great time and were leaving the city very late that night, possibly early morning, when my friend who was driving decided to go the wrong way on a one way street, needless to say we were pulled over and my friend was given a ticket. He was not happy because he knew his father would find out and not let him borrow the car any more. Mike and I didn't say anything to the officer there but the next day we called Uncle Jack and told him what happened, without letting dad know, and he told us we were a couple of knuckle heads and read us the riot act for being out so late and not knowing how to drive, typical Grimes pep talk :), and then hung up. Well we thought he was going to call Dad and what a mistake we had made calling, but he never told Dad and when my friend went to court his case had been dismissed and never went on his record. The next time we saw Uncle we asked him about it and he said "I don't know what you're talking about" handed us his business card "Just in Case" and patted us on the head. He didn't want our praise or recognition, he just wanted us to know that he would be there for us if we needed him and I always loved and respected him for that.

The second time was at O'Hare, where everybody knew his name. I was,dating a girl and she had to pick up a foreign exchange student at the airport and I offered to take her there, well I showed up late to get her and then traffic was horrible getting to the Airport so we we're running about an hour behind when we got there and she was mad at me and worried that the exchange student would be scared all by herself at the airport. I told her not to worry about it and that everything would be fine, but when we showed up at the airport it was PACKED and there was no place to park and I knew I was about to be in even more trouble, so I did what any teenage boy trying to impress a girl would do, something stupid, I pulled my car up onto the sidewalk, jumped out of the car, told my girl " let's go" put Uncle Jacks card under my wiper blade and went in to get the exchange student. She thought I was nuts but was less concerned with me getting a ticket than getting her exchange student so went with me. Twenty minutes later we were all walking out of the airport and headed for the car. Needless to say my car had not gone unnoticed, two police officers where sitting on the bumper billy clubs in hand. I had one moment of panic then walked up to them and told them it was my car. They both popped up and proceeded to let me know,exactly what they thought of me, my brains or lack thereof, questionable driving abilities ( it was much more colorful when they said it but I think you get the drift ) asked for my ID, thank the lord I had the right last name, and then handed me back Uncle Jack's card and walked away. A very impressed girl and exchange student got in the car with me and off we went. What I didn't know, until I called Uncle Jack to apologize, was that no one even let him know that I had done that. Needless to say I received another Grimes Pep talk from uncle again (some more colorful language and comments about my decision making skills ) and then he asked if I got the girl's home okay and to let him know when I was dropping the girl off to go back so that he could let the officers on duty know not to tow my car when I left it parked out front :). He was a great guy and I miss him terribly but I'm sure he is looking down on us with my dad and smiling. Hopefully from a golf cart!

All my love,

Tony

When we came into Chicago to see the family Jackie was always give the job of finding us at the airport and getting us to where we were staying. One year Jeanne, Mom, Cameron, Stirling and I all came in and we rented a minivan. Before we pulled out of the rental lot Jack's only instructions were to follow him. Thank goodness the van was tall. Jack pulled out and speeded into traffic. He made lane changes and turns left and right while I frantically tried to keep up. he nearly lost me several times. When we got to the house I told him it sure would have helped if he had signaled before he made turns. He said "Are you crazy? If you signal first all they would have done is cut you off." After many trips to Chicago I understand his comments.

The same trip Jeanne and I went out to Schaumberg, I think to pick up Patty at Four Eyes. We could see the store on the left but there was a bumpy center divider and no left turn lane. We went for about a mile before we found a light that would allow a u-turn. He came in on the story late and asked why we needed to make the left turn he said "Well you should have gone over the bumpy divider....you had a good reason."

Jack and I would share stories about my dad "Uncle Tom." Both of us tried to golf with him. Jack would laugh and explain how my dad couldn't help "coaching" those he was playing with. Jack survived the event by marveling about how far dad could hit the ball with ease. I survived the event by giving up golf.

Aunt JoAnne~
I have so many warm memories of coming to your home and hanging with my cousins, playing in the park,going to Skippy's and dancing in the upstairs bedroom. Aunt Jo you always brought laughter and Uncle Jackie always brought a sense of safety. His presence was so large and loving. I remember every time I flew through O'Hare he would meet me and guide me through the airport, introducing me to people and making me feel special and important. He was so proud of being a policeman, that's my lasting impression of Uncle Jackie: proud, brave, and a devoted protector of everyone he loved. He is misssed. Love you Aunt Jo~ kary

4 months today

Happy Birthday, Big Brother. I miss you more than I can ever say.
Always, "Love you more"
C

Dear Joanne, Laura, Patrice and John.
I was very sorry to hear about Jack.
The strength and the presence he had will live on in spirit and also in your hearts. I have many good memories of Jack. He would love to win at golf. He never had to say much he would just give you that famous look. Jack could talk with his look.

May God bless him

Frank

The things that he did to show you he cared
The sound of HIS VOICE the wisdom he shared
A piece of advice you'll never forget
The way that he lived, examples he set.
The work he put in to doing things well
The places he'd been, the STORIES he'd tell.
His greatest success that he was proud of
His hobbies, his passions, His LAUGHTER, HIS LOVE.

I wish I wrote this myself, Dad. I love you and miss you more than words could ever say.

Joanne & Family,
It is with deep sadness that I learned of Jack's passing. He was such a great guy, loyal friend, dedicated police officer, and a man that placed his family first. Our thoughts and prayers are with you & Jack. By the way, you were the best grammar school teacher that anyone could have ever had!
Curtis Blanc ~ Retired Sergeant CPD
Karen Belluomini-Blanc ~ Active Police Officer

Grimes Family-so sorry to hear of your loss,thoughts & prayers are being sent your way,remember all the great times
Teri Hoeckelberg

To my Fairy Godmother and family,

My heart goes out to you all, Jack is now in a better place and peaceful. I'm am thinking of you all & you are in my thoughts and prayers. God Bless

The Bosch family

Grimes Family, I am so sorry for your loss. All of our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you comfort.

Dear Jack Grimes Family, so sorry to hear about Jack, he worked for my x-husband at All American Limo, I was blessed to have known him. He was a special man, I will miss him dearly.
Linda, Kristina, Nick, Lisa, Jimmy and Bobby Tountas

i deeply give you my condolences sorry i could not make it due to a prior engagement and work hours
kevin j graczyk and jerome graczyk

Dear Patti and family,
I'm so sorry to hear about your father. My thoughts and prayers are with you, your mom, and your family. May you find peace in all the beautiful memories you shared.
Much love,
Kristen Bishop & family
xoxo

Mrs.Grimes and Family
I am so sorry to hear about Mr Grimes. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

Joanne and Family,
So sorry to hear about Jack. He, Norbert, and Mary Ellen are really giving them a run for their money up there!! God Bless.

Patty, I am so sorry for your loss. There are no words to say, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Love Faly Burmeister Colaizzi

Dear Joanne and Family,
We our so sorry for your loss, I have such great memories of Jack,you are in our thought's.

Love Irene and Ray Puccinelli

isorry for loss i t was nice to see mr GRIMES when i work out at the out atairport iwii keep you andyour family in my prayers MARY KAY CUSHING ELMHURST ILL

SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS; I KNEW JACK FROM WORKING AT O'HARE FIELD BACK IN THE LATE SEVENTY'S AND EIGHTY'S, I REMEMBER HE SOLD ME A YELLOW DODGE OR CHRYSLER AND USED IT FOR MANY YEARS. MY PRAYER IS THAT THE LORD JESUS WAS REAL IN HIS LIFE AND THAT THE HOLY SPIRIT WILL COMFORT YOU DURING THESE TRYING TIMES. JOE DISANTIS

Mr. Grimes was like a second father to me. He was tough and took no crap. He didn't have to raise his voice, one look was all it took - a truly awesome man. Laura and I would make macaroni & cheese constantly - he'd walk by and shake his head and smile. Heck, he taught me how to whistle! He will be keeping everyone in order up there!

You are all in our thoughts and prayers, your husband/dad is in good company and he will live on through you all everyday in your memories and the way you live your lives...RIP Mr. Grimes

The Stack Family