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I am a member of the Hinman Dental Society. It is the best society in the whole Southern United States and we put on a killer meeting that people from all over attend year after year. The Hinman Society depends upon its members to host over 25,000 attendees per year. There are about 600 of us. Still, there are always people in a group who do much more work than others. Some people are lifers – even though they don’t practice dentistry any more, they still contribute to the profession by being generous of their time and devote it to the attendees’ experience.

Dr. Jim Bob Williamson was one of these individuals. Now, being in the south, Jim Bob was one of those names that you think about being a typical southerner like Bobby Sue, Billy Jack, the list goes on. It was never, Dr. Jim, Dr. James, Dr. J.R. – it was Jim Bob. To be a professional and have this name had some big shoes to fill beyond the stereotype.

Dr. Jim Bob was always at every event with a great big smile on his face, mingling, making the speakers and everyone involved in Hinman at ease. He told an amusing story once of locking his keys in his car with it still running and he had to catch a plane so he just let it run out of gas and dealt with the situation when he returned while he enjoyed his vacation.

At the end of your life, how do you want to be remembered? A person of love and contribution with a kind word for everyone? A person who made a difference? A person who you want to emulate? A person with infectious enthusiasm who you know you can count on?

I think Jim Bob was this kind of person.

He passed away quickly due to a heart attack. It was a sudden thing. I am not sure how they prepared for it but it makes you think.

Do the people around me feel appreciated and loved? Have I said everything to the people I need to in order to move on?

Jim Bob will be missed