James F. Frenier, Sr., 82, of East Windsor passed away peacefully at Robert Wood Johnson University Hospital in New Brunswick on Friday, December 2, 2016 surrounded by his family.
Born and raised in Montpelier, VT, Jim also lived in Burlington, VT, Jamesburg, NJ and Detroit, MI while he was an executive at General Motors before retiring from his position as the Treasurer of General Motors Insurance Corp. in 1994 to live in Winchester, VA. He recently moved to East Windsor in July 2016. Jim was the financial secretary of the Knights of Columbus in both Montpelier, VT and Jamesburg, NJ and a member of the 4th Degree. After his retirement, Jim volunteered at the Volunteer Income Tax Assistance (VITA) program in Winchester from 1995 through 2014. During his 20-year membership at the Winchester Country Club in Winchester, VA he served on the Board of Directors, as the Treasurer and in numerous other positions. Jim loved to play golf, having played almost 6,000 rounds at almost 600 courses in the U.S., Scotland, Ireland and England in his lifetime. He also enjoyed spending time with his family.
Son of the late Stanley and Geralda (Jerry) Frenier and brother of the late Richard Frenier, Jim is survived by Florence, his wife of 62 years, his son and daughter-in-law, James Jr. and Carol Frenier of Abington, MA, two daughters, Diane Frenier of Princeton, NJ and Susan Frenier of Hamilton, NJ, five grandchildren and two daughters-in-law, James III and Katie Frenier and Daniel and Ashley Frenier of Abington, MA, Jennifer Burke of Hamilton, NJ, Christopher Graziano and Stephanie Graziano , both of Princeton, NJ, and four great-grandchildren, Francesca, James IV, Zachary and Genevieve, all of Abington, MA, and his brother and sister-in-law, Robert Frenier and Patricia Ames, of Chicago, IL.
A viewing will be held at 10:30 a.m. followed immediately by a funeral Mass at 11:00 a.m. at Church of Our Lady of Sorrows in Hamilton, NJ on Wednesday, December 7, 2016. A committal service will be held at 1 p.m. at Holy Cross Burial Park, South Brunswick. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in Jim’s name to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital at. For additional information, please visit the Barlow & Zimmer Funeral Home website at barlowzimmer.com.
Death Is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.
Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
By Henry Scott-Holland
Footprints
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.
This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.
So I said to the Lord,
"You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during
the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one
set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most,
you have not been there for me?"
The Lord replied,
"The times when you have
seen only one set of footprints,
is when I carried you."
Mary Stevenson
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