James K. Bell, Jr.

james bell, jr.

December 11, 1939 ~ November 20, 2020

Born in: Beeville, Texas
Resided in: Pueblo, Colorado

James Kilgore Bell, Jr., AKA Jim, Jim K, Bo, born December 11, 1939 in Beeville, Texas crossed over to his next adventure November 20, 2020 in Pueblo, Colorado.
He is survived by his two children, Cynthia Leslie Bell and Stuart Scot Joseph Bell; two grandchildren, Jasmine Rose Marie Bell, Cedric Joseph Owen Bell, and great grand son Emmett Dean Bell.
Jim can best be remembered for his booming, deep voice which resonated over the Pueblo radio and TV airwaves for many years. He was also realtor, a self-styled businessman, and all- round great salesman.
He always had a joke to share, looking on the positive side of life, he could tell a good story, which translates to the fact, that he was a master at BS.
He loved fine art and many genres of music; Stan Kenton being his all-time jazz favorite and The Messiah his favorite in classical.
His deep faith and unrelentingly knowing his Source pulled him through an extensive bout with cancer many years ago; his own doctor amazed by his recovery to be cancer-free many years later. The latest confinement resulted from a fall. When Covid became a part of healthcare, everything changed and it was so sad having to visit through a glass window.
And because of Covid, restrictions are in place regarding a memorial service. He had chosen to have his body left for research, however, because of the virus, and he had tested positive, the donation of his body was not possible. His body has been cremated.
Please watch for a notice in The Pueblo Chieftain of a memorial service in the following weeks. And thank you for your concern and making Jim’s life a bit better by him knowing you.

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  1. Jim hired me to my first regular radio job in Pueblo. He was a fun guy to be with, had a great knowledge of music and art., He was a first rate newsman. I didn’t know until now that he was a big Stan Kenton fan as I am. I Wish we could have spent more time together.

  2. “Bo” is what he went by; we shared a dormitory room in Thatcher Hall, at Louisiana Polytechnic Institute, in Ruston, Louisana, our freshman year (1958), with (initially) two other guys. On a prank, we stacked three of our bunk beds to place one of our roommates (whom we both didn’t care for) near the ceiling. Bo had been a disc jockey, and had a great announcer’s voice. I was envious, as I had always dreamed of being a disc jockey. We were pretty good friends, but did not remain close as we went through our college years. God rest him and give him peace.

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