Never seen anything like it in my life. A week ago the church projected an attendance of 2000. Got there an hour and a half before the service. San Jose police were directing traffic from Lawrence onto Mitty. Got the LAST parking space in the church parking lot.
The funeral Mass was held in the Mitty High School gym. At 6:00, the balcony was filled, the bleachers were filled, and every folding chair on the gym floor was taken. It was a steam bath in there with all of those people. They announced that there were 400 "overflow" seats available in the theatre, and it was air conditioned (and nice cushioned theater seats instead of plastic folding chairs), so I high-tailed it over there, and within ten minutes, it was standing room only too. Had a nice aisle seat, was grateful for the cool temps.
Why so many people? Why did somewhere between 2 and 3 thousand people show up to pay their last respects to this man?
For one, Father Jim founded the Ascent Employment Program in 1985, designed to give people considered "unemployable"...just out of jail, rehab, etc...a fighting chance. They place an average of one person a day, even in this economy.
He regularly went to the local jail, Elmwood, to give encouragement to the prisoners. He talked their language. He wasn't afraid to drop an f-bomb if the situation warranted it. The prisoners respected him because he wasn't there to talk down to them or "preach." He was there to give them encouragement for what he knew they'd be facing on his release.
He went to nursing homes and and hospitals visited the sick and the dying.
In his lifetime, he's served in Hawaii, in Korea, and in San Jose. His motto, that you can see on the cap he is wearing below, was "Never Give Up." It appears in big letters on the side of the church and this evening, when they placed that cap on his casket, I wept for a moment. I remember many conversations in the parking lot either to or from Mass with the man wearing that cap. I'd tell him about a potential client I was going to visit and he'd do this "go GET 'em" sort of punching the air
When he fell ill with Parkinson's disease, he didn't let it stop him. On Christmas day in 2008, he said his last Mass. I didn't know this in advance. When I found out I was so happy that I attended that day. He got a 5-minute standing "O" at the end. He then went to stay at the Marianist home in Cupertino, where he could get round-the-clock care. I visited him once, but as the disease advanced, visits were discouraged.
He was tough, he was kind, he helped and encouraged anyone who needed it, no questions asked.
He was my friend, and I will miss him.