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James F.

Burns, James F.,
Passed away peacefully, surrounded by his family on Friday, November 25th, 2016, age 81. Dear husband of the late Caroline (nee Ball). Father of James (Carole), Judy, and Terry. Grandfather of James (Layla Rose), and Andy. Brother of Jerome (Catherine). Preceded in death by siblings Robert, Calvin, June, and Mary Jean (Jim) Olson. Son of Andrew and Nellie (nee Marr) Burns. Also survived by other relatives and friends.
Private services will be held.
Interment Forest Hill Cemetery.

Past Comments

James Flint

Grandpa was always a bright example of happiness for me growing up. He had the greatest laugh, the corniest of jokes, and the jolliest of bellies. I think my favorite memories will always be when he and my Grandmother (Grammy) would join us camping up in northern Wisconsin at Maple Heights Campground.

Unlike my brother, I didn’t have any friends save my own family to visit on site, so of course I would hop on my bike and ride over to their camper on the other side of the forest.

I still remember Grammy handing me large cups filled with quarters for the arcade, while I stood fascinated over all the odd and wacky radio equipment Grandpa would bring ‘Up North.’ I always wished I asked him what some of those crazy doo-dads did, but I always seemed to get caught up with something else. Usually just being caught up with my loving Grandparents.

I am going to miss them. They spoiled me rotten with not just toys and birthday money, but also with wonderful memories and love.

Rest well, Grandpa. I will see you again.

Layla Rose

I always loved when Mr.Burns dropped by suddenly. It was always a pleasant surprise to see him. He never seemed upset, and was always happy to see us and share his life with us. He was generous, witty, and kind. I am sad that I didn’t get to know him better. He seemed to bring a lot of warmth to the family, and I know his absence will be felt. I am glad I was able to celebrate a few Christmases with him and chat with him over brats and potatoes in the summertime. I am glad I had a chance to meet him at all.

Carole Nebel

Dad never made me feel anything but a part of the family. He and I enjoyed many of the same past times (musicals, symphony and big band). He was always there for his grand children and never missed an opportunity to sit proudly in the audience for many school and robotic events. Every year he would write a poem from “Santa” for the boys to find when they returned home Christmas Eve. More importantly than being a wonderful father-in-law, he was a very special friend. I will miss him each and every day. I am glad I could be there for him.

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