Dorrell J. Jim Wilson

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July 29, 2011

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Wilson, Dorrell J. “Jim”, 79, SMSgt (ret.) for the U.S. Air Force, passed away Friday, July 29, 2011. Memorial service is 6:00 pm Wednesday at Downing and Lahey East Mortuary. Preceded in death by his wife Mary. Survivors include his children; Richard Wilson of Copper Center, AK, Tyna Lucke of Brandywine, MD, Jamie Hamilton of Shawnee, KS, six grandchildren and many nieces and nephews. Memorial has been established with the Arthritis Foundation, 1999 N. Amidon S-105, Wichita, KS 67203.

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  1. Dorrell James “Jim” Wilson’s wife, Mary Lou Poole (29 July 1933 – 17 October 2009) is my paternal 1st cousin. I do not recall if I ever met Jim. He and I were career Armed Forces personnel. He served in the Air Force; I was a Marine infantry from 1959 – 1979. I known nothing about Jim’s career other than he retired as a Senior Master Sergeant. I extend my sincerest condolences to the entire family. I am an family genealogist of 20 years. I was surprised to learn recently that Jim and Mary are buried in the Arlington National Cemetery, in Arlington, Virginia. Had I known that, if our schedule had allowed it, my sister, Delpha and I would have visited their graves when we visited in 2018 as members of the 17th Central Valley California Honor Flight. We had the honor to visit the Vietnam War Memorial upon which our youngest brother’s and my several of my buddies names are inscribed. Lawrence D. Pool Fresno, CA

  2. If Tears Could Build a Stairway If tears could build a stairway. and memories a build a lane I would walk right up to Heaven and bring you back again. No Farewell words were spoken No time to say ‘goodbye’ You were gone before I knew it and only God knows why My heart still aches with sadness and secret tears still flow What it meant to love you– No one can ever know But now I know you want me to mourn for you no more To remember all the happy times life still has much in store Since you’ll never be forgotten I pledge to you today A hollowed place within my heart is where you’ll always stay. Jimmy and Mary were wonderful neighbors and friends. Always had door open policy and a beer in hand to offer if you stopped for a visit. They helped us out a lot by watching Lindsey and Cory after school. Used to make me so mad they would eat Mary’s grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup with milk. But would not touch that stuff at our house. Jimmy was a big help to all the neighbors but to Bill especially his help with the pool saved us tons of money and I remember watching the two of them in the heat of the day with blue jeans on working on that damn pool pumb. Surprised they didn’t pass out. Jimmy built Cory his first bicycle jumping ramp so he could jump the curbs Cory felt like king of the block. Cory had built a potato guy from instructions off the internet and showed it to Jimmy and they both enjoyed shooting it off, but Jimmy wasn’t satisfied with that he went and built his own bigger and better and the two would have contests to see whose potato would go furthest. 4th of July was also fun when Michal, Mallory and my kids were young we would go to All Star Sports set on the tail gate of the PU and eat Popcorn and watch the fireworks. Afterwards we would head home to shoot off our own and Jimmy, Bill and Cory would use sling shots to see how far in the air they could send those Ground Blooms and Mary would fuss at them. We will truly miss Jimmy even though we did not talk everyday I would see him in the yard or backing out of the drive way or getting the mail, you would know what he was up to.

  3. Jim was a memeber of our McConnell chapel, and one of the kindest nicest man around. He always gave me a hug and we had a few min. talk. I am in shock to see that empty pew. God Bless him and his family.

  4. Jim was an amazing person! I worked with him for several years at the base. He was fun, quick witted and ALWAYS gave my husband a hard time – which I thoroughly enjoyed!!! I loved him very much. I lost my mother last year, I found a poem that I would like to share which has helped me tremendously. Now that I am gone, remember me with smiles and laughter. And if you need to cry, cry with your brother or sister who walks in grief beside you. And when you need me, put your arms around anyone and give to them what you need to give to me. There are so many who need so much. I want to leave you something – something much better than words or sounds. Look for me in the people I’ve known or helped in some special way. Let me live in your heart as well as in your mind. You can love me most by letting your love reach out to our loved ones, by embracing them and living in their love. Love does not die, people do. So, when all that’s left of me is love, give me away as best you can. ~author unknown


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