It is with great sadness that we have to report that Jim Sizemore (Mr. Doodlemeister) has passed away. Below is the funeral homes website and an obituary written by his dear friend and frequent commentator, Jo-Ann Pilardi .
https://www.charleslstevensfuneralhome.com/obituaries/James-Sizemore-10/#!/Obituary
James Edward “Jim” Sizemore (1937—2018)
James E. “Jim” Sizemore, a resident of South Baltimore, retiree of the Social Security Administration Art Department, and cartoonist, died of lung cancer at Gilchrist Center in Towson on September 24. He was 80 and would have turned 81 next week.
Jim had been a Visual Information Specialist in the Social Security Administration’s Art Department in Woodlawn for 23 years until he retired early, in 1988, to become a free-lance cartoonist.
Born in 1937 in Covington, Virginia, in the Blue Ridge Mountains, Jim spent a few childhood years in Front Royal, arriving in Baltimore in 1943 when his parents, Floyd and Lucy Sizemore, came here with their seven children; they found work in the shipyards during World War II. The family lived in South Baltimore, and some of Jim’s fondest memories were of his childhood adventures in the big city, and of the sights and tastes of Cross Street Market. Jim remained especially fond of the city life of South Baltimore, but Fort McHenry was his special love; for many years, he was a daily presence at the Fort as he did his four-mile fitness walk.
At 17, Jim joined the U.S. Army and volunteered for one of the earliest units of the Special Forces (“Green Berets”); he became a paratrooper and was stationed at Fort Bragg. After his military service, he landed work as a clerk at the then-downtown office of the Social Security Administration. During that time, he began to pursue what would be a lifetime career in art. He became a graduate of the “Famous Artists Correspondence School,” earning a certificate in commercial and editorial cartooning; he later earned a painting certificate from the Maryland Institute College of Art. Jim was a member of the National Cartoonists Society for years; he specialized in single-panel “gag” cartoons but also did humorous illustrations. Cartoonist Bob Weber of the Moose Miller strip, also from Baltimore, said, “Jim was the closest friend I had in Maryland and was a very special person.” For several years, his work has been included in the CartoonStock collection, a London-based cartoon library and database. His cartoons were published in magazines such as The Wall Street Journal, TV Guide, and the Saturday Evening Post, as well as in the Baltimore Sun. Walt Carr, cartoonist and longtime friend, a retiree of SSA where he was Jim’s boss for many years in the Art Department, said, “Jim was intense and something special! He always pushed me in my own cartooning endeavors.”
Jim was also a playwright. During the 1980s and 1990s, he had three plays produced in the Baltimore Playwrights Festival, two of them drawing on his working-class Virginia roots: Cecil, Virginia: 1964 and Joe Pete. The third play, Local Talent, turned a mirror on community theater itself. He also designed posters for some of Baltimore’s community theaters, especially Fells Point Corner Theater.
During the 1990s, Jim developed a popular educational program, “Cartooning for Kids,” and travelled to numerous communities and towns in Maryland, Virginia, Pennsylvania, Delaware, and Washington, D.C. In it he shared his “how to cartoon” ideas with thousands of schoolchildren. He also gave occasional lectures on cartooning at local colleges and museums.
“Jim loved artistic work of all kinds and encouraged it in others,” his longtime friend, Jo-Ann Pilardi, said. In recent years, he published Doodlemeister’s Weblog, a mix of creative writing, photography (his own and others’), and his cartoons. He urged as many people as possible to contribute to the blog and designed it to be a shared, interactive experience.
In later years, Jim took up swing dancing and enjoyed the community of Friday night swing dancers in Towson. His sense of humor and play charmed his friends and family, and his inquisitive conversation was well-known. His granddaughter Samantha Sizemore also describes him as a loving and devoted grandfather: “He was my teacher, my cheerleader, my guide, and my backbone, a stable foot on the ground when I couldn’t think clearly. He made me see the bigger picture.”
A visitation and memorial service will be held on Saturday, September 29, from 4:00—8:00 (memorial at 7:30) at Charles L. Stevens Funeral Home, 1501 E. Fort Ave., Baltimore 21230. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made to Friends of Fort McHenry or the American Cancer Society.
Survivors include his son Shawn (of Atglen, PA) and wife Angela; son Vincent (of Baltimore) and wife Mickey; grandchildren Samantha, Amanda, and Vincent; and two great-grandchildren.
I knew Jim because both of us worked at SSA. One afternoon I laid a poem of mine on his desk. By the next morning I was surprised to receive a bunch of his illustrations of my poem. I thought they were brilliant! What a gift to be able to create an illustration with a few lines! And they fit so well!
I lost track of Jim after retirement, but I hunted him up to illustrate the cover of my third book, Grampa Hale’s Tales. His illustration was perfect!
I’ll miss Jim and his creative gifts.
Thank you Bob for the kind words. My dad was an amazing person and will be missed.
I had the honor of taking care of your dad at UMMC (I was a medical student on the team). He was such a pleasure to get to know, and such a genuinely kind man who loved his family so much. Sending my most sincere condolences to all of you.
Thank you for the kind words
I remember you. Thank you very much. It went a little quicker than we expected. He never had any pain.
His experience at University was very good. He was happy and thankful for each of you.
Vince.
Miss you more an more each passing day. You will forever be a major part of my life! Simple words cant express the love an inspiration you have placed in my world. I love you, an although you’ll never see this, I know you’re here with me always. Love you Pop Pop