Jimmy Lynn Bunch

Jimmy Lynn Bunch, 69, passed away Saturday, January 1, 2022.

Jim was born April 22, 1952, to William E. (Daddy B) and Merle M. Bunch, and spent his younger years in the Mesquite area of Dallas.  He moved to Irving, when he was eleven years old, going to school in Irving.

Jim started work at 16 years old with Central Freight Lines as a “bill boy,” riding a bicycle across the Irving dock to gather freight bills. The freight business was in his blood as his dad worked with Central for 50 years, being the senior driver when he retired.

Jim worked his way up to safety supervisor and then decided to start his own trucking business with his partner Bill Turner.  They owned and operated JBT Express from 1985 until 1997.  At that point, Jim and Cindy, his wife, decided they wanted to raise their son, Tyler, in a smaller rural community.

That dream was more than fulfilled when they moved to Pottsboro.  Jim, Cindy, and Tyler loved nothing more than being on Lake Texoma camping, boating and striper fishing.

With the love of the freight business still in his blood, Jim went to work with Fed-Ex Freight in 1999 until his retirement in 2020.

With their son in the military, Jim and Cindy chose to move to rural Golinda, in 2020 to be closer to family and for Jim to be able to do what he loved the most, be outdoors and ride his tractor. Jim often told people that he would give up Cindy before his tractor. He loved nothing more than the quiet, simple life and immediately made many friends in Golinda, as he loved people.

Jim is survived by Cindy and the absolute pride of his life, their son Tyler, and by Tyler’s fiancée Morgan, or, as Jim called her, Captain Morgan.

Jim is also survived by his sister, Helen, her husband Joe Bill, and their sons David and Curt; brother, Robert and wife Olga, and their daughters Ashley and Jennifer; mother-in-law, Louise Morrell; favorite sister-in-law and best buddy (as he called them), Lisa Faulkner and Doyle Wayne Farney; bonus daughter, Samantha (Sami) Haddock and her daughter, Sydney, and along with several aunts, uncles and cousins.

Jim was blessed with many friends and loved each one.  He never met a stranger and was affectionately called Big Daddy or Magic Man by many.

At Jim’s wishes, a Celebration of Life will be held at a later date. His requests are for any donations to be made to:  Visions of Sugarplums, 501 Spur 316, Suite 104, Pottsboro 75076 (free food distribution program for school age children) or Navy Seal Foundation – navysealfoundation.org, both 501(c)(3)  organizations which Jim and Cindy were personally passionate about.

We would like to thank so many that have reached out, prayed, helped through this journey of pancreatic cancer. We would also like to thank Dr. R Talukdar, Andrea and the entire staff at Texas Oncology, Waco, along with the hospice staff at Baylor Scott & White with specific thanks to Tammy Barton and Gina Stelley.  May each one of your lives be blessed as you have been such a blessing.

The Dash Poem by Linda Ellis 

I read of a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend

He referred to the dates on the tombstone

From the beginning…to the end

He noted that first came the date of birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time

That they spent alive on earth.

And now only those who loved them

Know what that little line is worth

For it matters not, how much we own,

The cars…the house…the cash.

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash.

So, think about this long and hard.

Are there things you’d like to change?

For you never know how much time is left

That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough

To consider what’s true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect

And more often wear a smile,

Remembering this special dash

Might only last a little while

So, when your eulogy is being read

With your life’s actions to rehash…

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent YOUR dash?

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