God Speed James Marshall

Rest in peace James

RIP

I follow james on IG and facebook , he sure went through life hardships but always kept pushing forward. James was as tough as they come. RIP James .

I met James at Loretta’s when he was part of the Honda of Houston team.  Such a great guy.  The last time I saw James in person was when I visited him at the Scripps hospital ICU the day after his accident.  I have stayed in touch with James ever since, and I’m happy that he is no longer in pain.  I’ll never forget you James.

Although I didn't have the privilege of meeting James, I've been a fan, and have been praying for him through the years.

From everything I've read about him, he's an incredible man, who kept pushing forward no matter what the circumstance.  What an inspiration!

Rest In Peace James. See you in heaven one day.

Well done, Champ!

Wow. Not sure what to say. RIP James

Rest in peace Outlaw 452. You pushed hard. no more pain buddy...

So sad. I remember being 16 years old watching the race, then waiting for good news in the coming weeks. The good news never came. The tragic side of this sport. 
 

RIP James. Wish we could have helped you more. 

I had James on my Facebook. I did not know him, never met him.

A few years ago I was sitting at home on a weekend night by myself. Family was out of town. I was browsing FB James started posting on about how he was in the hospital and needed help and was bitching about a lot of stuff. He seemed to be mentally losing it. He mentioned what hospital he was in and it happened to be just down the street from me. Started thinking "Damn, not much I can actually do to help, and I don't know the guy but I think I can at least go up there and chat with the dude and see if I can at least make his day better. He's in a horrible situation, Im not doing anything and fully able to help."

So I went up there and stuck my head in his room. There was some lady there in his room he knew who saw his FB post and was helping him so I ducked out and hung in the hall for a few minutes. The lady came out and I explained the situation and why I was there. She told me she was leaving and go ahead and go in. 

I popped in and James looked at me like "Who the hell are you?" I explained who I was and why I came. He relaxed a bit and started venting about the days situation. He seemed like he needed someone to talk to, so I just listened and let him vent for a while. When he got that off his chest, he calmed down and we just started BSing about racing and he was telling me racing war storied and stuff about Jeff Dement and such. I asked him if he needed anything and he gave me a list of basic items like toothbrush, deodorants, candy, etc. So I left and went to the CVS and got and it came back. He was really thankful for the small items. 

We BS'd some more and he started to really relax and joke and laugh, telling me TMI dirty stories about nurses and such. After a few hours it was getting really late and I had to leave. He thanked me a bunch of times for coming up there. I felt good knowing that I actually did help make his day better, but felt bad about having to leave. 

I kept in touch with him on occasion as he moved around and eventually lost contact with him.

Nothing I could do about his situation. But glad I could as least help make his day better that one day. After that day, whenever I have a bad day I remember his situation and remember how fortunate I actually am. 

RIP JAMES.

         Lawn Snob, Good on you ! That was a bit of a sad story, but you went out of your way to help a guy who apparently really needed it. That is what motocross is about ! Thank you.

I talked to him on the phone once when I helped do a little fundraiser for him. I always felt bad that I didn't stay in touch with him. It seems so sudden because he was just posting on Instagram a few days before he passed.