James E. Malone, age 58, passed away on September 06, 2015. He resided in Windsor, Missouri. He was born in Lawrence, Kansas to parents, Bud & Betty Malone, who preceded him in death. He is survived by his two children, Jody (Meredith) Malone, Paola, Kansas and Janelle Malone, Shawnee, Kansas and 4 grandchildren, Kennedi Harrison (Buddy), Jackson and Kaiya. Jim is also survived by three sisters, Diane (Russell) Millam, Windsor, Missouri, Peggy (Tom) Scherman and Patricia (Don) Sullivan, Paola, Kansas and one brother John (Elaina) Malone, Osawatomie, Kansas and many nephews and nieces.

Jim was a carpenter all of his working life. There were 3 generations of our family of carpenters from Carpenter's Union Local 714 with his father and grandfather all working at the same time.

My brothers life was as if two lives lived within one life-time. He was a boy and young man with much kindness and good intentions. He loved his family very much and was saddened by his inability to adequately express his love and his sorrow that he was conquered by his demons and his inability to change. His demons, bi-polar disease and alcoholism created a combination that he could not overcome but it was not the whole of his life. Jim was a shy man by nature and had many thoughts but rarely expressed them due to his shyness.

Jim was kind to others and would help anyone when asked without any expectations that his help ever be returned in any fashion. He read books all of his life on many subjects. He loved his pets each and every one of them. He created a wooden urn for our fathers ashes but was saddened because he was unable to create mothers urn because of his back with multiple surgeries. He regretted this very much but was grateful that Russell made it in his place so someone in the family had put it together with love for her.

He was creative with wood and the symbol he used on wood projects was a pair of wings. He never explained to me why he used it but I believe it spoke to him of freedom from the life he didn't want to lead but was unable leave and of the promise that at the end he could fly away from this troubled world to a better place. He was our brother and I loved him and he loved me.

The Final Flight
Don't grieve for me, for now I am free.
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I've found that peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things too, I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me.
God wanted me now, He set me free.

Arrangements have been entrusted to Vansant-Mills Funeral Home of Clinton, Missouri.