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We wrote this a couple days after Dad passed…

How do you pack the beautiful, funny, wild, caring, compassionate, creative, loud, loving, laughing, happy life of James Patrick Draplin into this little space? It doesn’t do the man justice. Our dad is bigger than this little screen in so many ways.

James Patrick Draplin came into this world on February 1, 1943 and made a first-class exit on October the 13, 2013. Son to Joseph and Josephine; Brother to Robert (Christine, dec.) and Thomas (Barbara). Husband of 43 years to our beautiful mom, Lauren. Dad to Aaron, Sarah, Emily (dec.) and Leah. Uncle to many. Honorary dad to Pat, Mary, Mike, Terry, Kevin, Melodie, Christine, Leigh and Jacob. Honorary grandpa to Jordan, Shelby and Jake. The proud, beaming Papa to the light of his life, our little Oliver James.

Friend to EVERYONE. You, too.

Jim sold tools for a living, played Santa for kids, schools, companies and hospice to the point where he reached the upper echelon and played the downtown Traverse City gig, junked the finest of second hand stores, cut his “killer pizza” with gigantic scissors, rooted for the ’Wings, Wolverines, Tigers and even the Lions, built wooden toys for children, shared an EXTENSIVE catalog of jokes, gave out free beer chips at the Cedar Polka Fest, loved his old cars, always had a hundred beers in the ’fridge, abused “senior coffee” discounts for the last thirty years, gave wrong directions to Fudgies at the Cherry Festival, foraged for Petoskey stones, never quite figured out his damn cellphone, decorated elaborate wedding cakes, built beautiful “stuff birdhouses,” displayed masterful “Moby Kowalski” diving techniques, mooned friends and family often, had a beautiful wit, slathered wood glue on everything, grabbed enough mints to fill his pocket, held and kissed all the babies, could bullshit with the best of them, knew how to ferret out a good deal, donated to those in need, traveled with and to see his children, collected a little bit of everything and hated paying for taxes, parking, gas and ice.

Jim will be missed by everyone. Please join us in celebrating his life. Memorial services will be held Saturday, October 26, at 11 a.m., at St. Francis Church in Traverse City, where the family will receive friends for one hour prior. Additional laughs and memories can be shared starting at 1pm at the Traverse City VFW Hall on Veteran’s Drive.

In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Oliver James Ashley College Savings Account at any Chase bank.

Leave a comment, memory or retelling of a joke Dad told at jimdraplin.com.

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I forgot to tell you how much I love this obituary. And as I read it, I stopped dead in my tracks againā€”like I did first time I read itā€” your Dad died on the same day as my Dad’s birthday. My Dad would have been 78-years-old if he were still kickin’. Don’t post this by the way- upon review. Looking forward to the Two Rivers gig!

Posted by: Eric "CockWhizz" Campbell on 06/21/14 at 8:12 PM
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