Jim was always modest and determined to share any praise with colleagues such as George Kelling and the late Richard Herrnstein. He didn't write books with preconceived ideas of where they would end up—he wrote them to answer great questions to which he wanted to find an answer. He didn't talk much about the numerous commissions and advisory boards on which he had served.
Though so much smarter than the many who are sure of their predictions and eager to impose their policies, Jim, who referred to himself as grumpy but who in fact was eternally optimistic, rested his faith in the wisdom that those things of which we are most sure are often proven wrong, and that the American people, if given time and opportunity, will find their way to a better future.
I have lost a beloved mentor and dear friend. Our country has lost a mind of insight, humility, and grace. But Heaven now hears the whoops of the wisest and fastest cowboy it's ever seen. Godspeed Jim.