Birth date: Dec 25, 1934 Death date: Jul 1, 2015
James Thaler Obituary James R.Jim ThalerJames (Jim) R. Thaler, 80, died July 1, 2015. Born Christmas Day 1934 in Wilson, New York, Jim was the son of Ida and Clarence Thaler, brother to Donald and Philip (deceased) and is survived Read Obituary
You will be deeply missed to us. Our morning coffee together, and our phone greetings. "Is this the party of the first part" Rest in rest. Love Fred &Maddie
I want to send along my condolences to the family. John call if you need anything. GaryZ
Joyce and John, I have missed you all since you moved. Jeff was one of the best friends that I have ever had, I remember driving cars for Jim and he paid us, lol I would have done it for free to get to drive new cars. I still think of Jeff and the whole family frequently my heart is hurting for you and the rest of the family
What an interesting man - that gene was definitely passed down to your family, John. Sounds like he lived life to the fullest. May all those good memories help you find peace in the days ahead. Judy
I was so blessed to have the opportunity to know Jim over these past decades. Always supportive and a pleasure to talk and spend time with - he was straightforward, warm and uplifting.I will miss him even more than he would have guessed. Our conversations were filled with discussions about all of you. He loved you very much and was so proud of the people you are and your accomplishments. Please know that all of you are in my thoughts and prayers.
I will never forget my American dad ...May younow rest in peace x love from your French daughter. Claire xx
John, you and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
John and Family, Saddened by this news and am lifting you all up in prayer. May a Gods peace surround you all. Steve
What a wonderful tribute to your father! It is obvious he was an amazing man and raised a great son! Our sympathy to you and his passing.
I am so sorry to hear of Jim's passing. He definitely was not one to sugarcoat things for sure and was always a hoot. May God hold you all in the palm of His hand during your time of sorrow.
