James Brandon Reece

November 12, 1974 - December 14, 2015
James Brandon Reece

Passed away Monday, December 14, 2015.

Services will be held in Georgia under the direction of Lane Funeral Home, 833 Chickamunga Ave., Rossville, GA 30741. 706.866.5151.

Local arrangements are in the care of Wilmington Funeral & Cremation.

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Wilmington Funeral & Cremation 1535 S. 41st Street, Wilmington, NC 28403. 910.791.9099.


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  • December 18, 2015
    jon rosenthal says:
    Kindest most thoughtful person i ever met,Didnt have a mean bone in his body!

  • December 20, 2015
    Adam Smith says:
    I've known Brandon since we were children in the first grade. In those early days I used to tease him by spelling his name with a little 'b'. We weren't just best friends. We might as well have been brothers. Now, it is with staggering regret that I am faced with the fact that we rarely spoke in the last fifteen years. We simply drifted apart. I don't know why. Now, all the moments in which we could have sat together and recalled our past adventures, are gone. There is no further procrastination I can excuse for failing to make the trip to visit one of the most important people in my life. For this, I am so, so, sorry my friend. All I have are my memories of you. I hope that will be enough. For those who knew Brandon well, you will also know his keen love of the outdoors, and his ability to find the magical places in the world. Where I was lazy and wished to stay at home, he would drag me out my front door onto some new wild chase. We crossed the state on our road bikes. We flew down Nick a Jack mountain on those same bikes at speeds that automobiles wouldn't dare on those twisting roads, mere inches from the cliffs. We found tiny caves a plunged headfirst into the unknown together. He guided us through terrifyingly narrow mountain tracks barely as wide as our car, that eventually opened out to beautiful waterfalls, lakes, and streams. We went everywhere together. Now, he has gone somewhere I cannot follow. If only we had more time Brandon. I miss you and I will always remember you. - adam