Birth date: Dec 24, 1923 Death date: Jul 30, 2010
VAUGHN, JIMMIE EDWIN Of Richardson, TX. Born December 24, 1923 in Temple, TX. Passed away July 30, 2010. Survived by wife of 55 years, Easter Vaughn, of Richardson, TX; son, Brad Vaughn, of Albuquerque, NM; brother, Billy M. Vaugh Read Obituary
My father-in-law was a very kind and gentle man with a wicked sense of humor. He loved crossword puzzles and was a quick wit. He loved his wife, Easter, very much. You could hear how much he loved her when he called her "E". He will be missed by all who knew and loved him.
We love you and we miss you
Jimmie was truly one of what Tom Browkaw calls "the greatest generation". He was quiet, but what he had to say was generally well considered. My daughter Amy was 4 months old when Diane and I traveled from San Antonio to Dallas with her for the annual Bureau Inspector's Meeting. Diane "plopped" Amy into Jimmie's arms for a few minutes as we walking into the Holiday Inn lobby. After the shock had worn off (for Jimmie and me), both Amy and Jimmie were all grins. That was a side of Jimmie that I, as a young employee, hadn't seen before. Jimmie was a disciplined person, fair and highly ethical in his dealings with Bureau employees. His early retirement in 1984 came as a shock to most of the FPEB personnel. Our sincere sorrow to his family at his passing, but know that he's held in deep respect by former business associates.
My favorite memory(of the many that I have) would definitely be of the time we had gotten back from the Dallas Zoo and Aquarium. I was busy playing with my little animals on the red and detailed hearthrug, next to Grandma's beautiful nesting dolls that I loved, and Grandpa and Dad were sitting and watching a baseball game on TV. "Your girl is a smart one,"Grandpa told Dad. Dad smiled and said,"Don't we know it." It was delightful to be praised by him, but all thoughts about compliments were rushed from my mind due to Grandma and Mom calling,"Dinner's on!" The house (and especially the kitchen) had been smelling of so many different aromas that we couldn't just sit there while Mom and Grandma tucked into below par vittles(not that there was any worry, we just had to make sure). After that meal, Grandpa introduced me to the awesomeness that is Blue Bell ice cream.
