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Jim Browne


Drumgarive, Carrowholly, Westport

JIM was born May 10, 1945, to Josie and Mai Browne, Jim lived the first years of his life in the farmyard at the Demesne at Westport House and Peter Street with a final move to Carrowholly where Jim had lived ever since. In 1974 he married the girl next door, Christina Joyce, and they had eight children - Maggie, Rody, Trish, Ed, James, Tina, Anthony and Alan. He had nine wonderful grandchildren whom he thought the world off and they thought the world of him. Jim was pre-deceased by his parents, his step-mother Kathleen, his brother Willie and by his son Alan, whose death left a huge void in the hearts of everyone that knew him and Jim never truly recovered from the untimely death of his youngest son. He worked as a sales rep in his younger years travelling the length and breadth of the country and then with Mayo County Council until his retirement. Many of the stone walls around the Westport area and the restoration of the Judges Tower at the 4th tee at Westport Golf Club can be credited to Jim. Jim was always eager to help out in the community and was involved in many organisations throughout his life from underage training with Kilmeena GAA, setting up the Foróige club in Carrowholly to junior convener at Westport Golf ​Club. He had a great love of music and in the last years of his life he joined the Kilmeena and Fahy church choirs. He made firm friendships there and he tried to keep them motivated during the first few weeks of the Covid-19 lockdown with some home recorded exercise videos and songs!
Jim was a true gentleman and never had a bad word to say. This is reflected in the lovely stories and messages of condolences that we have listened to and read over the last number of weeks. Jim was a truly great Husband, Father, Grandfather, Brother and Uncle and he will be missed terribly by all that knew him. May his gentle soul rest in eternal peace.

Goodbye my old friend, your troubles are now over,
Rest your weary bones, there is nothing left to do.
Farewell my old companion, you will be remembered,
And as you leave this world, I thought the world of you.
All that was in your heart, you carried on your shoulders,
The mark of your old hands, is embedded in the past,
Let go off it all, no more tears or laughter,
You’re ready for the road, that takes you home at last.
Goodbye my old friend, don’t be afraid I’m with you,
I’ll guide you to the light, your rest is spirit free.
And carting all such pain, there may be no tomorrow,
The dreams inside your heart, will all come true for me.
Goodbye my old friend, I have to let you go now,
You were the gentle breeze that lied upon my way,
I know you won’t be far, you are that Angel on my shoulder.
So goodbye my old friend, we will meet again someday,
Goodbye my old friend, we will meet again someday.