This is a correction to the obituary written for James George Faulk, Jr. He died on June 6, 2013. It was published in The Daily Sentinel, Al.com, The Huntsville Times and under death.us. An obituary is a forever document that links the deceased with his life and his family. The obituary printed was deficit in factual information about both. I would like to write a truthful obituary.
He was born March 17, 1948 in Jacksonville, Florida at Riverside Hospital to James George and Elizabeth (Betty) Faulk. He had 5 older sisters and 1 younger brother as well as 5 half brothers. He has a sister, Jeanelle, still living in Jacksonville, Fl and one living outside Gettysburg, Pa. (I'm sorry I can't remember your name right now.) His best friend was George Miller and it was in George's garage that he fixed up his first car, an old Chevy. He loved Jacksonville, Florida and high school years were spent doing some surfing and obsessing about cars. He got into some trouble as a youth and was offered a chance by a judge between joining the Army or going to jail, and he chose joining the Army. He served as a door gunner in a copper ('Hell of a 'copter) while doing a tour of duty in Vietnam. He was honorably discharged.
He was married in 1970 at age 22 to his bride age 19 in front of a justice of the peace and his only 3 children (James, Michael and Amber) were born of this marriage. He (we) were divorced 30 years later. He lived for many years on the West Bank of Jefferson Parrish just outside New Orleans and then in Birmingham, AL. He had a variety of jobs over his lifetime and I doubt that anyone that met him every forgot him. He loved to joke around and often pulled pranks on his friends. I am sure some of them are still relating the stories and chuckling.
He died suddenly and unexpected at age 65. His children were not notified he was hospitalized for 6 days; not notified of his death; not notified of his funeral. They discovered his death 5 weeks later by chance long after the funeral and his cremation. Their first notication of his death came in the form of an obituary published. That obituary listed his name and date of birth but nothing about his legal family. His only three children were not named nor were any of his grandchildren. His obituary listed the names of people describing them as family members that were not related to him by birth, blood or after extensive searching could any legal connections at all be discovered. There is no gravesite where his family can gather to mourn. I can not describe the anguish this caused his children and grandchildren.
He was a complex man both loving and cruel, kind and malicious. The people that truly knew him, knew that he was a frequent inventor of the truth. Many people that barely knew him knew this as well. I know he was haunted by many demons, so many of them self-made. I will not discuss these here. And as angry as I am by whatever caused him to lie so callously about his family, to do the cruel things he did to his children and then blame them for the situtations he caused but could not accept responsibility was also the man I loved so many years ago. My decision to file for divorce was due to these events. He was a man that lived for 65 years and deserved better than to be forever linked only with a list of names from another's person's family.