About Kim

by Dennis Jacobs

Kim was a very special person. She was very kind. She was a great person. I fell in love with a great person.

People just gravitated toward her. All my coworkers loved her to death. Every single one of them. They said, “How did you get a woman like that?”

When one of them first met her, he said, “I think I just met a saint.”

She never met a stranger. She could talk to anybody. One day my neighbor had a cookout. She went over and was talking to people like she knew them for years and she had just met them 10 minutes ago. They were all mesmerized with her.

Kim was a great cook. She cooked old-fashioned because that’s the way her mother taught her. Everything was cooked from scratch. My favorite dishes she made were liver and gravy, smothered pork chops, and succotash. They were really good. My neighbor loved her cooking. I’d come home sometimes, and she’d be cooking and say, “I’m cooking for Mike too.”

She liked to watch Lifetime. I would come home from work, and she would be hot over something that was on TV. At first I used to take it to heart, but then I thought she’s just watching TV — there aren’t any good men on Lifetime anyway. I would be ready for her to have an attitude when I got home if she watched TV.

Kim had a lot of time on her hands because she wasn’t able to work. She was bedridden most of the time. She would sew stuff and craft things. One time we needed something to put trash bags in and she took an old pair of my jeans and made them into a little bag. I still have that thing today.

We went through a lot, and I would not change one day of it because she was my best friend.