James was born January 24, 1936 in Lumpkin Stewart County, GA to the late James Brinson Sr. and Mary Lena Brinson.He attended Lumpkin High and Industrial SchoolJames enlisted in the United States Army. After serving in Germany he later received a Honorable Discharge.Relocating to Buffalo, NY he worked various jobs. Later going into a Contract and Painting Business with his brother Willie and doing side jobs with his brothers Jesse and Curvise. After several years of doing what he do best “Painting “ James retired from “Brinson Painting”.James was devoted to his family and friends. Talking to his siblings everyday was routine and a must!! Family and friends remember James sitting on the front porch eating peanuts and drinking orange juice while still wearing his work paint cloths. And his favorite saying “Ain’t no doubt about it”. He was preceded in death by his late wife Vivian J. Brinson. He had four children Dennis(deceased), Mona, Larry(Paula) and Melissa. Three grandchildren Lakeisha, Jillian and Larry Jr. Two great-grandchildren Jalil and Ariana. Sisters Claree Seay, Annie Belle Key, Daisy Newkirk, Alice Williams, Ethel Hatten(deceased), Carrie Louise Hood(deceased), Marie Sanders(deceased). Brothers Jesse, Willie and Curvise(deceased) and a host of relatives and friends.
We would like to extend our sincere gratitude to all of our family and friends who have shown love and compassion in the passing of our beloved father. Your prayers, thoughts, kind words and deeds have been a source of comfort and have helped to sustain us. May God continue to BLESS each of you.
UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
Each morning when we awake
we know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
and many tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you,
your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache,
and often a silent tear,
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.
If tears could make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We’d walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.
We hold you close within our hearts,
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.
Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing will be the same,
But God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
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