Jim was born on January 7, 1954, in Cincinnati, Ohio. He was the son of Thomas and Alice Jane (Long) Liddle. He lived most of his life in his hometown of Lawrenceburg, Indiana and spent his retirement years at his “cabin in the woods” in Holton, Indiana.
Jim always loved to be active and be with son and friends. He would often tell tales of his youth, riding his bike down Ludlow Hill several times a day to play tennis at Greendale Park, visit with his grandmother Ruth, or just hang with his friends. Jim loved to hunt and fish. He took great pride in his log house in the woods where he was able to fish, hunt, and be the leader of the pack, running his dogs through the trails he established. He took pride in planting a variety of trees on his property and could point out each and every one of the trees as they matured. He always had at least one dog by his side; he was a true outdoorsman. His home was always open to his son Jimmy and his friends, where they spent many an evening playing cards, talking, and smoking cigars. During football season he never missed a Sunday afternoon game and took every opportunity to give a play-by-play description to his son and anyone else who would listen.
He was a 1972 graduate of Lawrenceburg High School and a 1976 graduate of Indiana State University. After graduating from college, he worked at Schenley Distilleries in Lawrenceburg as a supervisor until it closed. He went on to hold many other supervisory positions at American Greeting Cards and Jergens.
He was preceded in death by his father Thomas Liddle, mother Alice Jane Liddle, brother Tom Liddle, and his grandmother Ruth Long.
He leaves behind his son James “Jimmy” (Amberly Hyden) Liddle III, his sister Lynne Rupp, Jill Liddle his confidant of 46 years and his two lifelong friends, Herman Price and Jim McKinney.
He would always end a phone call to his son Jimmy with “I love you.”
Let’s all bow our heads in remembrance of Jim and remember all the adventures and spirited debates we had with him. His smile and sense of humor will be missed.
A celebration of life we be held when we can all can gather and share the time we spent with him. Jim never wanted traditional funeral where his friends and family would be sad. Instead, he wanted a party where he would be the guest of honor in spirit.