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James T. North Jr.
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BOONVILLE- “To fly west, my friend, is a flight we all must take for a final check.” Mr. James T. North Jr., made his final flight on Sunday, Feb. 21, 2010.

He was born Oct. 1937 in Winston-Salem to the late Jim and Kate Taylor North.

Mr. North was retired from the U.S. Air Force with 22 years of service and from American Eagle Airlines as a captain.

He was also a member of Union Cross Friends Meeting.

Surviving are his beloved wife, Peggy North of the home; children, J. (Kathy) North, Kathy Reno and Dawn North (David) Anthony; step children, Dave (Linda) Lafferty and Debra (Andy) Foyle; nine grandchildren; three great-grandchildren; brother, Johnny (Sue) North; nephew, Jonathan (Michelle) North; and a great-niece and great-nephew.

In lieu of flowers, the family requests memorials may be made to Mountain Valley Hospice and Palliative Care, P.O. Box 1267, Yadkinville, NC 27055.

Thanks to Hospice and all the wonderful folks that have helped the family through this period.

The family will receive friends from 6-8 p.m. Friday, Feb. 26 at Gentry Family Funeral Service in Yadkinville.

There will be a private inurnment at a later date.

In the words of Jim himself, “I must also mention two great friends I have had in my life. My loving shelties, Pudgee and Abbee. They brought joy and happiness to my life every day. The only thing Pudgee and Abbee asked in return was love.”

High Flight

“Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of the earth and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth of sun-spit clouds- and done a hundred things you have not dreamed of- wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, Up the long delirious, burning blue, I’ve topped the windswept heights with easy grace where never lark, or even eagle flew- and, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod the high untrespassed sanctity of space, put out my hand and touched the face of God.” By Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee, No. 412 Squadron, RCAF, killed Dec. 11, 1941.
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