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James Canipe

James Glenn Canipe (Jim) died, Friday, Aug. 14, 2020 after a courageous battle with cancer.

Jim was born May 17, 1952, the son of David and Kathleen Lovett Canipe.

A native of Rockingham, he was graduated from Rockingham High School in 1970.

Jim loved the outdoors and spent most of his working life building and repairing. He loved to garden, especially to grow flowers. He also had a keen eye for antique items and furniture, haunting flea markets and antique stores.

Perhaps the most remarkable tribute to Jim is, even though he was a man of few words and rarely expressed his thoughts, he loved all living things — his flowers, people, animals. He was known for his kindness to friends. Whenever one of them needed shelter, a warm place to stay for the night or longer, he knew to come to Jim’s house and he would be taken in without question for as long as he needed. Jim also sheltered animals, often caring for an abandoned dog or cat. He was simply the best of us.

He leaves behind a son, Shannon Canipe (Ashley); two granddaughters, Emma and Bronwyn Canipe of Vero Beach, Florida; a stepson, John Player (Hope) and grandson, Spencer of Rockingham; two sisters, Brenda Canipe Long (Delano) of Rockingham and Peggie Canipe Blizard (Larry) of Dobbs Ferry ,New York; two brothers, Ron Canipe of Memphis, Tennessee, and Carl Canipe (Joanne) of Rockingham.


He also leaves behind his beloved dog, Sissy, and two cats, Lala and Lipton; and four special people — John Player, his cousins Joel Covington and Emily Kelly, and friend “Jay Bird” Johnson, who helped him daily through his difficult illness.

All of us considered it a privilege to be able to help him in his final days. Jim’s last request was that he be buried beside his parents in Zion Cemetery.

Funeral Services will be private.

The family respectfully asks that there be no visitors so that family may have this time of mourning together.

Harrington Funeral Home & Crematory is serving the family of Jim.


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