11 Sep 2008, 12:00am
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Jimmy Nisser

Nisser, James “Jimmy” age 65, of St. Louis Park, passed away suddenly on Thursday, Sept. 11, 2008 after a hit and run bicycle crash.

Law enforcement officials investigating this fatality are currently looking for a “tannish gold/light brown Jeep Grand Cherokee that was built in 1996, 1997 or 1998“. Any information about this crash should be reported to the Minneapolis Police. Minneapolis Anonymous tip line: 612-692-TIPS (8477)

Though doctors said it would be a miracle if he could walk as a boy, he grew into a man who took great pleasure in riding his fleet of Raleigh bicycles, even leaving his newest one in the garage Thursday morning in favor of his “rain bike,” his sister said.

Preceded in death by parents, Peter & Hazel Nisser; sister, Nancy Kendall. Survived by sister, Carol (Dick) Hays, Denver, CO; brother-in-law, Cal Kendall, Manchester, WA; nieces, Sharon (Tim) Dillon, Ft. Collins, CO, Diane (Tony) Morrissey, Aurora, CO, and Amy (David) Shock, Australia; nephew, Mark Kendall, Portland, OR; great nephew and niece, Ryan and Maggie Dillon; many other friends and family.

Memorials preferred to the church or to donor’s choice.

Jimmy Nisser’s Obituary and guestbook. Jimmy remembered on his church’s web site.

RIP Jimmy. Your kind heart and love of bicycles make me sorry to never have met you.

Any person who owns a rain bike is my brother.

Taken from a MBL post by his nephew Derek,

Jim was a quiet Saint. I don’t mean he was quiet. He had a smile and a kind word for every soul to cross his path. I just mean that he was so humble that he never saw himself as important. He was too busy giving and serving. I could try to explain this further but you would just think that I was exaggerating or having fond hindsight.

I honestly had no idea how many hundreds (literally) of lives he had touched profoundly until this last week. The outpouring of sadness and awed remembrance that I have witnessed has left me dumbfounded. He was just my uncle Jim. Now I feel like my brief times with him were brushes with greatness. It would take me pages to even scratch the surface of what I have heard and witnessed. Even people that never met him, hundreds of miles from here, have been moved by his passing and the story of his life.

My dad new him and I had met him on a couple of occasions. He was the nicest man I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I wish I could have rode with you. Like sveden said, anyone with a rain bike is my brother. Bike love.

We miss you Jim. You will always be on the minds and in the hearts of us at Wooddale Lutheran.

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