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  • Dear Friends/Family, I would like to share a contribution page with you which has been created in the $bookTitle$ book. To view the page please click on the following link: $findContributionLink$ Online Book for Brother James Kimpton https://www.theonlinebookcompany.com/OnlineBooks/Kimpton/Contributions/Find/FamilyMembers/margaretdaviesnkimptonniece2
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    Margaret Davies né Kimpton, niece

    UK | 26 Oct 2017

     

    Photos of Brother James. The first is with his siblings, Betty, John and Mike and the second with his father, Charlie, in 1970.

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  • Dear Friends/Family, I would like to share a contribution page with you which has been created in the $bookTitle$ book. To view the page please click on the following link: $findContributionLink$ Online Book for Brother James Kimpton https://www.theonlinebookcompany.com/OnlineBooks/Kimpton/Contributions/Find/FamilyMembers/janecullinanenieceofbrotherjames
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    Jane Cullinane, niece of Brother James

    UK | 30 Nov 2017

     

    Brother James, or ‘Uncle Jim’ as we always called him, was my father, John’s older brother. He sometimes stayed at our home in Stroud when he came home during the 1960s and early 1970s. My brothers and sisters and I loved the visits of our kind, funny uncle. I remember he bought me some new guinea pigs when I was devastated because my own had died, and once took me on the Big Wheel fairground ride at Stroud Show. He made bread and mince pies with us at Christmas. Like my father, Jim was very adept with his hands and a wonderful artist. We kept up a regular correspondence on thin blue airletters during my teenage years, and I eventually went to stay with him at RTU in India after university in 1979. He was still the lovely uncle of my childhood with a laugh exactly the same as my own father’s. I worked as a volunteer in the batik workshops at Kallupatti with people who had had leprosy and stayed at Boys’ Village where Jim also lived in those days. I have vivid memories of the beautiful journey to Kallupatti each morning, walking in bare feet along the tops of the bunds which bordered the rice paddy fields, encountering frogs and snakes as well as alarmingly enormous water buffalo being led by very small children! Jim used to catch the bus into the local town, Batlagundu, very early in the morning for Mass then spend the rest of the day dashing about on his motorbike from project to project wearing no helmet and flip flops. He had massive responsibilities and could be quite tetchy but also very funny. It goes without saying that I admired him enormously for all his wonderful work, particularly because he never tried to convert anyone to Catholicism, but rather encouraged the children in his care to follow their family faith. I have many affectionate memories of him and miss the thought of him being there in India very much. Jane Cullinane

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