Guest Book for James Carl "J.C." Morrison

Provided by Walker Funeral Home

Posted by: Ed and Almeda Lowry
Tue August 04, 2020
We are so sorry for your loss
 

 
Posted by: Shane Darren Retter
Tue August 04, 2020
So deeply saddened to hear this news.  We had many fun times in the saxophone section at band practices together and when commuting back and forth to college.  One particular memory that always brings a smile to my face and a laugh in my heart is when J.C., Keith Covert, and I were commuting to Ball State University together.  It was a snowy day in February and we were coming home in Keith's parents yellow Chrysler Reliant, which we happily named "the Banana Mobile".  The exhaust fell off around the Village Pantry in Farmland and we decided to ride it out all the way home.  By the time we got to the car wash on the main street in Farmland, Keith had enough of the noise and decided to do something about it.  We pulled off into the parking lot of the car wash, he opened the trunk of the Banana Mobile and produced a heavy duty log chain.  The plan was to strap the log chain under the car to support the exhaust from dragging the ground until we got to Winchester.  Realizing there was no place to hook the log chain tot he outside of the car, we crafted a plan of action.  I would hold the log chain using my right hand from the passenger seat and bring it up under the door while shifting gears in the car with my left when Keith said to shift, leaving the door open; Keith would hold the log chain with his left hand from the driver's seat and bring it up under the door while driving the car with his right hand, and J.C. being the tallest of us with the longest arm span would straddle the back seat area and stretch his arms outside of the windows, which we had to leave open, to hold both doors of the car shut while we cruised down highway 32.  It was a cold ride home and I think our tears from laughing so hard froze to our faces on that crazy ride home!  It was just one of our great adventures of commuting to college together that I still laugh about to this day.  I will sure miss J.C. and I will always feel fortunate that I had the opportunity to get to know him as a friend.  That big red LTD tank that he drove really drank the gasoline and those long chains of cars and school buses that followed behind us as we coasted down the highway to conserve fuel made us seem like we were leading some kind of impromptu parade and J.C. at the whell must have felt the the M.C. of it, leading the pack.  Great Times + Great Friends = Lasting Memories.  So this is not a good-bye, just a so long for now......until we meet again!
 

 
Posted by: Jeff Morrison
Sat August 08, 2020
One of my favorite memories of J.C. was when I visited our Grandma Mary after I got off of work at Pizza Hut.  I had brought some breadsticks with me and J.C. was there.  After talking awhile, he and I decided to play a game of chess, while we talked with Grandma Mary.  She had served us drinks and watched us play the game.  It took us awhile to complete it, but we were all talking, too.  A perfect way to relax with loved ones after a stressful work day.  Add to that all the times we ran into each other in Muncie and just stopped and talked with each other for several minutes.