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| Name | James Joseph Tarrant |
| Date of Birth | March 16th, 1950 |
| Date of Death | January 30th, 2023 |
| Home Town | Pittsburgh, PA, US |
| Other City | Silver Spring, MD, US |
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I knew Jim during my time at Central Catholic. I remember him as a good friend, and a clever man. I am sorry for his passing, but I see he lived a very full life. I too had cancer, so I sympathize with his family, for all that they suffer, and continue to struggle with. Let us remember Jim for all his good and able work.
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Please accept my condolences and prayers for Jim and his family. Not only did we graduate together from Central but we were students together at St. Maurice in Forest Hills. I will always remember Jim for his sense of fun and learning. May he rest in peace.
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Jim andcworked together at the Overseas Development Council in the late 1970s. I remember as a wonderful, hard working young man with a great sense of humor. I am sorryvwe lost touch. My thoughts are with his family.
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30 January 2023
Jim, Cynthia, Kevin, and Melati,
Another dawn breaks, and the first glimmer of light is the gift that Jim is to us.
Jim, we first met you in the days after Erica, Thea, and I arrived in Jakarta just after Christmas of the year that Suharto fell and the city burned. Nearly a quarter of a century ago! Navigating this anxious city, we were introduced to your Natural Resource/Forestry Gang of Jim, Tim, and Kim, and welcomed in a warm embrace of your Kemang clan with weekend gatherings of families, running kids, cold Bintangs, pool splashings. Your wry and bemused observation of this household chaos was part of the glue that mended the past week’s urban jangles. It took us a couple of months to find our feet and decamp from our initial Hilton Hotel landing pad to our own home, and your families’ guidance was a huge help in our learning to spread our wings and explore the neighborhood, then the city and country.
What enduring sinew the glancing shared experiences of the next few years built into our memory muscles! Stopping by the Kemang florist’s kiosk to get a bunch of melati to bring to your house only to have them overshadowed by the exuberance of your own Melati. Kevin showing Thea how to cannonball close to the distracted adults. Weekend hamburgers at the American Club. Evening migrations to some neighborhood restaurant to celebrate the kids after some JIS musical or theatrical offering.
Our paths somehow intersected in the DC area if too occasionally over the following years, our kids’s lives defying gravity through their teens to launch into their amazing adult lives, our own lives inching towards new balances of family and profession. How delightful were those rare gatherings of the Jakarta crowd in the kitchen of your Virginia farm house, kids all grown up, but your impishness ever-present in your playful encouragement of Cynthia’s excitement over the planting of fruit trees, the seasonal abundance of paw-paws, the inevitability of tomato salads in late August.
Jim, you also were classmates with my older brother at Allegheny College, though he was there more briefly than you. Those were the times of the toxic Vietnam War and domestic politics of the Nixon administration, campus days not too far removed in time or space from the Kent State shootings, roiled by the military service lottery, drug experimentation, and youthful rebellion. Somehow you used that platform to get to Indonesia and beyond, find Cynthia, raise two delightful kids into adults, build strong-willed professionals into teams, while carrying your smile and calm throughout.
Sampai jumpa lagi, Jim.
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Jim!
A life well lived
“Sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry,
Soon you will be with people in the south,
Where the mountains end and the plains begin
And the river winds through wilderness....
The moon is lifted like a mirror,
Sea-clouds gleam like palaces,
And the water has brought you a touch of home
To draw your boat three hundred miles.” - Li Po ❤️
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Jim will be dearly missed. Not least for his infectious warmth and smile for his contribution to the Earth and Al us beings on it. Our hearts are with Cynthia and the whole family. We are richer for having known Jim even briefly!!
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Hear is Jim expressing his Lustful- Love of good Food. We always enjoyed eating together, and sharing recipes and techniques!
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