Birth date: Aug 3, 1952 Death date: Mar 26, 2020
James Groble Jr. , 67, passed away March 26, 2020. Beloved husband of 43 years to Patricia (Jorns). Loving father of Sarah, James H. (Amber), and Kathryn Flinn (Sean). Brother of Anthony, Theresa Jakala, Rebecca Hull, and Michael. Read Obituary
Mike, I'm so sorry for the loss of your brother. I saw this notice yesterday and wanted to send you a note. I hope you and your family are otherwise well.
Mary Ippolito
Best wishes to the family. I was one of many to learn from Jim at the bike co-op where I used to be a more regular volunteer and board member. I also have some health complications, but Jim always modeled the way to proceed. Jim was, at times, grumpy (aren't we all?), but he was always quick with a hand, tool, story and wit. He's one of those people that made the co op, the co op. Again, best wishes.
It’s always sad when one of our classmates passes away especially as we are preparing for out 50th Reunion. Jim will be remembered.
The Benet '70 Reunion Committee
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. ... May their souls, and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.
Jim and I went to St. Mary's in DG, and to Benet. His dad was our Scout leader for some years. Jim was an interesting, friendly guy but moved away and we lost touch with him. (I don't believe he attended any of our Benet HS reunions. He will miss our 50th this year!) I also played in the Benet band (clarinet) and always enjoyed the smart cadence set by the drummers in Mr. Marchese's Redwing band. Condolences of his high school class and me to his family! -Tom Olp
He was a great friend. Will miss him greatly. Will never forget all he did with us at OCBC, weather it was a bike drive, or the dog and pony show, he was an extraordinary man. We will miss you Jim.
I met and spent time with Jim at CSU and then at James Ford Rhodes HS in Cleveland when we were the two 'old guys' who had went back to school to get a teaching licensure. He was Social Studies and I was Language Arts. We took companionship in that we remembered the same music (Neil Young and CCR), shared similar worldviews and generally had "life" to share with students and especially the younger, more traditional-age students (who generally ignored us). He made my time doing this a lot less terrifying, he was fearless and truly one of those folks who just didn't get rattled or in 'Jimspeak', just didn't give a f%$#, in a good way.
God speed buddy...your Cubs beat my Tribe...dammit!
Jim teaching “at risk” students – a nice euphemism for entering the belly-of-the-beast to teach last chance, juvenile delinquents in the Cleveland Public School system. He did it for the pure what the hell adventure of it. Week after week, one story after another: the Cleveland serial burglar, yeh, that’s one of Jim’s kids. Female student murdered by another female student (with the help of mom and Grandma driving the van), yeh, that’s another one of his kids. Who among us has the balls to do something like that? And demonstrating great humor while doing it? Well, Jim did, and in doing so he found the perfect environment to achieve a heightened level of Jim-ness.
Jim Lesson #1: Life throw you a curve ball? Let me tell you, no one likes a whiner. The choice is between self-pity, or standing straight up and yelling “F*** You, Life; I’ll take that and whatever else you want to throw at me.”
Jim Lesson #2: Ask yourself: Will you leave the world a better place than when you entered?
I'll be seeing you down the road, big brother.
Jim Groble was a very active volunteer at the Ohio City Bicycle Co-op, an avid cyclist, and a natural leader. Never one to suffer a fool, Jim Groble was a straight shooter and called it as he saw it. I think we all have a "Groble story" about something extraordinary he did, whether it was a gift he gave, a lesson he taught, a funny story he told, or a battle he was fighting. These stories won't soon fade from our memory.
Jim played French Horn in the Benet Academy marching band. On the 4th of July, I would go with mom as she made sure she was at the 4th of July parade to watch Jim play. Often times the band would play in two parades.
