James Jay McGuirl

  • Died: March 14, 2018
  • Location: Saint Petersburg, Florida

Pelham Funeral Home

64 Lincoln Ave
Pelham, NY 10803

Tel. (914) 738-1060

Tribute & Message From The Family


Loving Father, Grandfather, Brother and Uncle

James Jay McGuirl, 62, of St. Petersburg, FL, died unexpectedly on March 14th in his cherished home.

Born in 1955 to Mildred and Robert McGuirl, Jim grew up in Pelham Manor, NY, the youngest of five children. He graduated from Pelham Memorial High School, where he played several sports and maintained a large group of friends.

Following graduation, Jim settled in St. Pete, where he raised his two sons – the pride of his life. He was a hard working and devoted father, a great storyteller and a loyal friend, who never ceased to spread joy and good humor wherever he went. Besides spending time with the people he loved, Jim enjoyed walks with his constant companion – his dog Dixie.

Jim could light up any room with his wit and charm. His bright and energetic spirit will be missed by all.

Jim is survived by his sons, Joel and Jason, grandsons Liam and Colin, brother Robert McGuirl, sisters Patricia Sharma, Elizabeth Mutschler and Kathleen Burrell, and many adoring nieces and nephews in NY and FL.

A memorial mass will be held on Saturday, April 14th at 9:45am at St. Catherine's Church in Pelham, NY.


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Condolence & Memory Journal

so sorry for your loss.. Although i did not know Jim , i am friends with his sister Elizabeth.. RIP ...

Posted by louise lantelme - yonkers, NY - Friend   April 06, 2018

Jimmy - I am going to miss your daily messages - RIP

Posted by A friend   March 20, 2018

RIP Uncle Jim . If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come through the music?
Would you hold it near as it were your own?

It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.

There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

You, who choose to lead, must follow
But if you fall you fall alone.
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.

Posted by Linda Newman - Brooksville, FL   March 18, 2018


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