Jimmie Fae Allen
February 1, 1921 – July 11, 2011
Arrangements under the direction of Shannon Rose Hill Memorial Park & Chapel, Fort Worth, TX.
Jimmie Fae Allen
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July 21, 2011
Eveytime I saw Mrs. Allen she always had a kind word and a smile on her face. I wish I had gotten to know her better. Im sorry for your loss.
July 15, 2011
So many of my thoughts and memories have already been shared by others. So I'll try to keep it simple. I loved my Aunt Jimmie! There's never been anyone quite like her before and there will probably never be another. She could be kind of crusty at times but she had a heart of gold. I will always be grateful for all of the help she provided Mama and me as we struggled through some very difficult years. We couldn't have made it without her.
I'm so glad I had the opportunity to visit with Jimmie several times in the last few months. We talked a lot about the past and how much fun this family had when we used to get together at the lake or cram in her living room to watch the Cowboys and eat barbecue. And it wouldn't be right if I didn't mention her two best desserts, Mississippi Mud and Pound Cake. YUMMY!
It's hard to accept the fact that we've now lost the last of the Ponder siblings. But what a joyous time it is for them. As for the rest of us, we should just remember our favorite "Jimmie stories" and keep the laughter going until we're all together again.
Jimmie, you have a very special place in my heart. And I thank you for everything you've meant to my life.
I love you and miss you,
July 15, 2011
Some memories of mom:
If anyone asks me about my memories of my mom I have to stop and think about that question because there are so many that my mind has to ramble around to think.
Some of the most vivid memories are about the methods she would use when correcting my behavior. How she would protect me by swinging her arm across my chest when I would be propelled toward the dashboard during a sudden stop while standing in the front seat of our old Ford. When I would injure myself while doing something stupid she would apply some kind of really burning stuff and hug me to make it all better when I would cry. How she spent time keeping my clothes, and me, clean. It seemed to me she was always washing and ironing clothes. She told me there was no excuse to not be clean. She worked part time for a few years and I remember how she would gather me from school, come home and cook supper for my dad and I. She was a great cook and we always had tasty meals. She made sure dad and I were well fed.
I remember watching the fishing contests between my parents. She would cackle when she caught a fish that put her in the lead. Did I forget to mention she was very competitive? Just challenge her to a game of bowling when she was younger.
She was no spring chicken when she learned to water ski. We camped out many summers at Lake Travis near Austin. One summer mom, dad, an aunt and uncle decided to boat from one end of the lake to the other. The lake is several miles long and we started at the dam on our trek. Somewhere along the way, mom wanted to see how far she could ski before getting exhausted. It seemed to me we went for hours dragging her along before she was almost too tired to get back into the boat. After she caught her breath, her smile was priceless. She was one tough and determined woman.
She was not the average quiet type and would generally let you know her opinion. She was a true believer in Jesus Christ and taught her honesty and belief in God’s word to me. She always told me “If you can’t make it by being honest, you don’t deserve it at all.”
Love you, mom, and I miss you already. One day I know we will walk the streets of gold together holding hands with dad, your parents, brothers and sisters. O happy day!
To be continued…your son,
July 15, 2011
I did not get to see Aunt Jimmie and Uncle Hoyt (and Mike) very much but when they came to Georgia to visit, I knew we would have fun. My mom and dad loved to have visitors (we had a run down barn of a house but it would always hold a few more) and it was a highlight of my childhood when they came to visit in the summer. I remember her big laugh and her bear hugs. Somehow we always had a bond through the years. She is the last of that generation and will be greatly missed. Love to Mike and Judy.
Linda Johnson Nodine & James
July 14, 2011
Jimmie lived behind my parents' house. I remember when my sister and I were little, we used to go visit with Jimmie on Sunday afternoons. We would watch a little television and she would give us cookies and milk. She was a very kind - hearted lady.
My condolencesgo out to her family.
Marissa (Rios) Carrera
July 13, 2011
Jimmie Fae Ponder Allen
AKA Aunt Jimmie
I can not remember the first time I met Jimmie Fae Ponder Allen, I married in to her tribe in March, 1988. Since that encounter we have had numerous occasions to chew the fat and compare notes.
Eleanor Roosevelt once said,"A woman is like a tea bag, you don't know how strong she is until she is in hot water". Well, I can tell you, our Aunt Jimmie was one strong woman. People have a tendency to avoid strong personalities but I have always enjoy their bluntness which helps when you are trying to make plans, set goals or accomplish something. And you generally always know where you stand.
Another strong point, in MY opinion, was Aunt Jimmie's political leanings. She never forgot from whence she came and knew who the champions of the working class really are.
Aunt Jimmie was very entertaining while watching a Dallas Cowboy game. She would holler, cheer and enjoy the games as much as anyone I have ever seen. Why you'd think she was sitting on the 50 yard line at Cowboy stadium. She was also vocal about their owner,Jerry Jones, which as a Colt fan I brought up often.
Aunt Jimmie loved to play Chicken Track but could get pretty vocal if you did not take the game serious or did not play as she thought you should. She got especially upset once when a cousin beat her, the cousin was about 10 years old at the time. Jimmie had a tried and true way of finding the double blank in the game which you did not want to get caught with. She called double blank "Smillie" and would asked who had Smilie and then glare around the table at each person to see if she could catch someone with the "deer caught in the headlights look" to determine it's whereabouts.
Our last encounter with our Aunt Jimmie was the 4th of July weekend. We made our regular trip to Mercado Juarez, Aunt Jimmie's (and our) favorite Mexican Food joint. She cleaned her plate and then was ready for a siesta.
I come from a family of huggers. When I first met Aunt Jimmie I caught her by surprise when I bear hugged her...almost 25 years ago. But she would learn over time to expected it. Later, I'd throw in an "I Love You" to which she would just grin.
Well, I know that Aunt Jimmie believed in our savior the Lord Jesus Christ because she expressed it, she was saddened when she was not able to attend her little church any longer.
One of my former bosses use to say "one day a peacock the next day a feather duster". Well, I can tell you now that today Aunt Jimmie is a peacock and she is strutting her stuff on those streets of gold.
Thank you Mike Allen for sharing your mother with us. Your efforts as a caregiver for Aunt Jimmie is a testament to all who have aging parents and grandparents. May God richly bless the seeds of Aunt Jimmie.
In closing. Aunt Jimmie, I Love You, tell Gran hello for me.
In his grip,
Craig, Amie, Cole and Kelci Chapman
July 13, 2011
We love you SO much Grannie and feel comfort in knowing you are with Paw Paw looking down on us from a most beautiful Heaven.