Memories of Jim "Jimmy Don" Higby

In memory of

Jim "Jimmy Don" Higby

Eudora, KS, USA

June 30, 1934 - March 4, 2017

Jun 30, 1934 - Mar 4, 2017

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Sasha Gartner Weber

Can't believe it's been almost four years since his passing. Though I was unable to make it to the graveside service due to an ice storm, we shared fond memories together. My first year at university, he and his stepson, John Davis Gary, took me back-to-school shopping. As a college student, I had less than no money and it was greatly appreciated. Ever the class act, John D. (as he was affectionately known) took me to Weaver's department store on Mass Street in Lawrence. All I remember from this outing was jean shorts (!), some new Keds, and an oversized Save the World tee...which I wore until it was no more. We probably went to lunch after, though I can't recall where. Jim took me to Kmart, his wife's favorite store. He let me loose in the dressing room, then we met up at the checkout. The clothing was draped over my arm. As I began to peel off layers, he exclaimed, "How much stuff did you get?!" Now I know where I get my cheapskate gene from. LOL Seriously, I like to think he did the best he could with what he had. If you know the story of his parents and grandparents, you will understand what I mean. Though I may not have been in his top 10 favorite people, he was definitely in mine. Because of him, I love family history too. RIP, old man.

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Kim Stark

My Dad was my hero. I always loved spending time with him. We were making plans for him to come down, as we did every year, but he had a hemorrhagic stroke and passed away a few days later. The last time I saw him was in the hospital to tell him that I loved him and that it was okay to go to "sleep". I look forward to seeing him after the resurrection; healthy and happy.

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