Well I talked About you today ! as i broke into tears over everything!

Its started when we had some drama thing we had to talk about it was insane we had to talk how sucide is not okay and addictions being faought and people being lost! i had a chance to go up and say something and i said "i Know what it is like to lose someone importent to you...i could barley talk into the microphone at this point but i went on saying how your not alone even when the weight of the world depends on you i was trying so hard not to just wanna run out and away from the world But no matter what happened i would always have you around" This is something i should have said at your memorial but i just. . .  i couldnt looking back now i wish i could have gone up there and said what i needed to and i didnt . . . i didnt say goodbye the right way so i want to say good bye now i love you i miss you ! You have no idea! =[

It will be a year next-week and it feels like just a moment ago I got that call. I miss him tremendously!!

It has taken me a long time to try to convey my feelings about Jim's life and unfortunate; un-timely passing.  The benefits and gatherings that have occured this summer have come and gone and it seems that it is time to move one and not grieve anymore.  I know that is so much easier to say than to do, so as I compose this message for all to read, I am crying, but will probably be the last for a while, as I cannot continue to be sad, and here is why. 

In a most expected visit within my dreams from Jim a few weeks ago, he was only inches from face and in his most kindest voice, told me to stop being so sad, that he was just fine.  His expression was most serious and heartfelt that I could not deny that he was there.  His blue eyes were looking directly into mine and remained for what seemed like an eternity, but not long enough so that I could treasure it for hours while I lay asleep.  So while I had this wonderful experience, I am sure those closest to him also have had, and some may dismiss this as "just a dream", but please know, that Jim truly does not want us to be sad anymore, but to celebrate his life as we move on with ours.   

Jim, you always have a special place in my heart, I miss you and will love you for eternity.  I promise not to be sad anymore and will see you again when it is my time, that is for sure.  My tears will end tonight as I remember your kind soul, infectious laughter, gentle nature, open heart, and ALL of the great times we have had and look forward to seeing you in my dreams again.

Love, Melanie

I last saw Jim riding away on the Fat Boy we helped arrange him to buy from Joey. Life seems to get us too busy sometimes to maintain relationships with folks, but that is just an excuse. I was reminded of that, especially poignant this time, when I heard of this tragedy. I expected my next contact was to have Jim do my next tattoo. Instead, now I am trying to find a way to get off work to attend his poker run.

I know Jims friends will hurt for a long time in his delarture, but hopefully they can take some comfort in seeing how many friends he had and together you all feel his presence a little each day.

JIM MACKENZIE--1968-2008

Submitted by theboss on Sat, 07/05/2008 - 7:04am.

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The Denver motorcycling community lost a leading member on Sunday, June 22, 2008.

Jim “Hacksaw” MacKenzie, 39, was killed in a motorcycle accident at the intersection of Santa Fe Drive and Hampden Avenue.

MacKenzie, a Littleton resident, was most recently a business partner in the Rocky Mountain Pipeline and Lucky 13 Tattoo Studio.

A Colorado native, Jim graduated from Arapaho High School in 1987. He then joined the United States navy in 1989, serving until 1993 when he was honorably discharged. During his service, Jim was served at various duty stations, and was awarded a good conduct medal, air crew wings, a meritorious commendation, and qualified as a marksman with a pistol and M-16.

Upon leaving the Navy, Jim returned home to Littleton.

On October 31, 1999, he opened rocky Mountain Pipeline with his friend Joey Black. The pair opened a second store in 2004, as well as the Lucky 13 Tattoo Studio.

Genuinely a happy man, Jim never failed to take an opportunity to ride his motorcycle, or make a new friend. It is difficult to recall any time when he was involved in any kind of personal conflict—friends have never known him to have an “enemy.” A gentle soul, Jim was a naturally gifted artist who was generously interested in other people, and did what he could to lend a hand. He touched the lives of everyone he met, and was loved by all.

Jim was also known for his fierce pursuit of life. It is fair to say he let very few days pass that he did not live to the fullest.

Jim was also uncompromisingly devoted to his family and his Scottish heritage.

Jim’s sudden death has been a shock to everyone who knew him, including those who had only passing dealings with him. Jim made that kind of impression on people.

Jim MacKenzie will be sorely missed. The world is a lesser place without him.
Jim is survived by his father, Neil, mother, Ritzi, and sister Gina.

More than 200 friends gathered at Hudson Gardens for a memorial service on June 26, demonstrating just how much he was loved.

A benefit bike event is being planned for later this summer to raise money to contribute to a memorial fund. Visit www.jim-mackenzie.last-memories.com for details and a tribute to Jim.