A Life Woven with Love: Remembering James 'Jim' Johnson Sr.

There are lives that quietly shape the world around them, not with grand gestures, but with consistent love, steadfast dedication, and an unwavering spirit. James Lewis “Jim” Johnson Sr., who departed this earthly journey on May 10, 2024, at the age of 83, was, in truth, one such man. Born in Schuyler, Virginia, on a brisk February 2, 1941, to the late John and Pearl Johnson, Jim’s roots ran deep in the soil of his home state.

He was, you could say, a man who understood the value of hard work and community from an early age, having navigated his formative years through Nelson County’s public schools.

But then, life’s truest chapters often begin with companionship, don’t they? For Jim, that began when he found his beloved Mary Lee Coles, and on May 27, 1961, they embarked on a beautiful, enduring journey together, a partnership that spanned over six decades. Together, they built a family, a true testament to their bond, raising four cherished children: James Jr., Tony, Keith, and Tiffani.

Jim's professional life was a reflection of his commitment.

For over three decades, he poured his dedication into the food service department at the University of Virginia—a true stalwart of the institution. And honestly, even after retiring from UVA, Jim wasn't one to sit idle. He continued contributing, first with the Pepsi Bottling Company, then lending his steady hand to the Charlottesville Transit System.

His was a life of quiet, consistent service, a familiar face in the local fabric.

Yet, perhaps his most profound legacy unfolded within the sacred walls of Oakwood Baptist Church, which later became Oakwood Community Church. His faith wasn't just a Sunday affair; it was the very bedrock of his existence.

He served as a deacon, lending his voice to the choir, his watchful eye as an usher, and his wisdom to the finance committee. For many, his presence on the Pastor’s Aid Committee wasn’t just a duty; it was a warm, reassuring constant. Jim, you see, embodied what it meant to be a servant leader.

Beyond his commitments, Jim knew how to savor life's simpler, richer pleasures.

He was, to his family’s delight, the maestro of the grill, famous for his ribs—a culinary legend, if you ask those lucky enough to taste them. His hands, though busy with work and church, also found solace in the earth, cultivating gardens, and finding peace by the water’s edge with a fishing rod.

And oh, the gospel music! It was, in truth, the soundtrack to his life, a balm for the soul.

He was remembered, often, for his gentle spirit, his quiet strength, and his boundless kindness. Jim wasn’t just a father; he was a mentor, a guiding light for younger generations, offering wisdom not with a shout, but with a calm, steady hand.

His unwavering dedication to his family, his church, and his community was, and remains, an inspiration. He left a truly indelible mark, didn't he?

And so, as we reflect on James Lewis “Jim” Johnson Sr.’s remarkable life, we acknowledge those who carry his spirit forward: his beloved wife, Mary; his children, James Jr., Tony, Keith, and Tiffani; his cherished grandchildren, Jasmine, Brandon, Jalen, Jalil, and Kayla; and his sweet great-granddaughter, Kensley.

His sisters, Mary Louise, Gladys, and Dorothy, also survive him, alongside a vast network of sisters-in-law, brothers-in-law, nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends—all of whom were touched by his generous heart. Though he has passed on, his legacy of love, faith, and quiet strength endures, a testament to a life truly well-lived.

Jim's story, it's clear, will continue to resonate for years to come.