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James Edward Emerson

James Edward Emerson

b. July 17, 1947; Lansing, MI – d. November 10, 2021; Mesa, AZ

Jim was born and raised in Lansing, MI, and attended East Lansing High School, graduating in 1965. He then attended Michigan State University, graduating as a proud MSU Spartan, “Go Green!”

After graduation, Jim worked for the State of Michigan, Department of Natural Resources as a Game Warden, for 23 years. A lot of that time spent as an Undercover Officer in pursuit of poachers. This photo is the one used on Michigan DNR’s “Report All Poachers” Program Poster and is still well recognized today by anyone from Michigan during the mid-late 1970s.

Jim came to Arizona in Dec 2004 to be near his son. One of his favorite phrases was, “You don’t have to shovel sunshine.”

He is survived by his wife, Linda [Cunningham] Day-Emerson of San Tan Valley; son, Eric Emerson & family (Sara, Rylan & Ella) of Chandler; daughter, Kelly Emerson & family (Scott & Jacob) of Boyne City, MI; 2 stepsons, Sonny & Scott Day, both of Chandler; & a total of 7 grandchildren.


  • Shannon Wilke Posted December 29, 2021 3:42 PM

    You were missed over the holidays and will be always. Thank you for being such a kind & loving grandfather (even to Hayden) to the kids. With Love, Shannon, Adam & Hayden

  • Cynthia Butcher Posted December 30, 2021 11:37 AM

    I was so deeply sorry to learn on Christmas Day that Jim had passed. His CO career and DNR Family were core to his identity; he was delighted to forever be the face of the Report All Poaching Program. He loved the CO get togethers – playing cards and telling stories as only Game Wardens can do. He was a protective Poppa and can be excused for cleaning his service revolver when a new beau was picking Kelly up for a date. I’m sure Eric thought his Dad had ESP – maybe he did! – when the very day he skipped classes to go to Petoskey was the one Jim chose to stop at the school to see him. His “Kill, Bubba, Kill!” could be heard in multiple sections of Spartan Stadium even during a raucous game. I can only imagine he is swapping tales with Jim Jenc and Scotty Averill, or having a rum and Diet Pepsi with Pat Aldrich. Jim was a good man with a good heart, and we are lucky to have had him in our lives.

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