Archer, Jimie D.

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April 1, 1942 - September 19, 2017

Archer, Jimie D.

It is with great sadness that the family of Jimie Dean Archer (known as Jim or Grampy to friends and family) announces his passing on Tuesday, September 19, 2017 at the age of 75, after a brief illness. Born April 1, 1942, he grew up in Albuquerque, New Mexico where he met his wife of 54 years, Valenda. Jim lived in Garland and Richardson, Texas and worked as an electronics technician for more than 40 years. He retired from AT&T in 2003.

Since retiring, Jim spent his time volunteering for his neighborhood crime watch patrol, riding his scooter and enjoying his grandchildren’s activities. He wrote on his Facebook page, “Being a grandfather is great. It does, however, make me aware that I was too busy ‘making a living’ to truly enjoy my own children when they were young. I see that getting old has its’ own rewards. I am a lucky man.”

Jim is survived by his wife Valenda Archer of Richardson, TX; daughters Lisa and husband Jim Coppinger of Plano, TX, Kate and Andrew Kirby of Big Sandy, TX; grandchildren Michael, Christopher and Katie; brothers Dan and wife Mary Jo Archer of Colorado, Jon Mark of Oklahoma, and sister Peggy Bryant of Oregon; along with their children and many extended family members. His Mother Mary Letha Tomberlin Archer and father TJ Archer of Oklahoma precede him in death.

A memorial gathering will be scheduled at a later date. In lieu of flowers, please make a contribution to your favorite charity.

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Peggy Bryant

October 03, 2017 8:01PM

Being close in age, Jim and I spent a lot of time together growing up. Several things stand out among my many memories. We rode our bikes in the vacant lots and berms of the big ditches in our area until the dirt resembled talc. When we played Cowboys and Indians, he hated that I preceded each action with "let's pretend." He said it destroyed the spontaneity. He liked to put toads in the crotch of my favorite climbing tree, so I would be surprised when I put my hand there to hoist myself up. When we were teenagers, he took great pride in the fact that he could make me cry by simply staring at me and telling me not to cry. He was the Best Man at my first wedding. He was gaga over Valenda from elementary school age on. He was quiet, humble, kind, and a ponderer. Whether we agreed or disagreed about a topic, we could chew on it for hours and never get mad. He will live on in my heart forever.

Jon Archer

September 29, 2017 12:04AM

One of my two older brothers, Jim and I solved the world's problems over and over on the phone. He and I thought alike on many subjects. I will miss you Jim. Mom used to tell me that as a boy she was afraid to do your laundry as she always found bugs and lizards and such floating in the machine during the cycle. I recall you had captured and brought a Porcupine home one day. Played around with it for a few hours and then took it back to the edge of town to release it again. Just another way to show a caring for life attitude I guess. Rest now my brother.