James Michael Pinsonneault
July 26, 1986 -- February 4, 1999

God's finger touched him, and he slept.
-- Alfred, Lord Tennyson

My son Jimmy was a sweet, beautiful and often times profound little boy who is remembered now with fondness, joy and heartache by everyone who knew him. Because we cherish his memory, I wanted to build this web site -- as both a memorial and a celebration of his life.

In the words of Cat Stevens, "I always knew that looking back at my tears would make me laugh, but I never thought that looking back at my laughter would make me cry."

My heart is healing now, Jimmy -- slowly -- since you passed away. But it will never forget.

Love always,

Mom

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