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“Thankful for the US Army Service of Sgt Jimmy Lee Sarratt for our country. Prayers go up to heaven for comfort for his family and many friends in...Read More »
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Jimmy Lee Sarratt was born on November 21, 1933 and died of causes befitting his age, lifestyle and stubbornness on April 3, 2020.

He was a generous and charismatic man who was always quick to laugh with a stranger, kind to those in need, and deeply proud of his kids and other off shoots. He leaves behind his "kiddos" Brenda and husband Juan Garcia, Glenda and husband Gary Richardson, Monica Sarratt and partner Marcy Hikida, J and wife Jamie Sarratt, along with a rollercoaster full of 8 grandchildren, 15 great-grandchildren, nieces, nephews and cousins (especially "Cuz"), to do as they see fit in the post-pandemic world. He was preceded in death by father William Quay Sarratt, mother Nellie Sarratt (Gawne), and two sisters.
He answered to monikers such as "Dad", "Daddy", "Daddy-O", "Big Daddy", and no doubt others, perhaps his favorite was "Gramps". He was delighted to see his grandchildren enjoy and embrace their lives beginning to unfold. His altruism was authentic.

He loved to hunt, fish, read, drink and smoke – not necessarily in that order but sometimes all at the same time. At one point or another, he piloted his own planes, developed his own photos, won, lost, and nearly drowned at least once, extracted gold from computer chips and had a lot of fun along the way. While not formally educated or particularly inclined to play the long game, he nonetheless was intelligent, curious, and supportive of kids pursuing their interests.

He thrived on chocolate milkshakes, a good steak, sugar in his coffee, rooting for the Dallas Cowboys and dogs – a good measure of a man. He served our country in the Korean War as an intelligence tech, ambulance driver, and serving drinks at the Officer's Club – the details are fuzzy which is evidence that he could spin a tale longer than Rapunzel's hair. He enjoyed being a part of the Masonic Order, particularly the hat, and had a big soft spot for the Shriner's Hospital for Children.

A native son of Texas, he will be deeply missed, but no doubt wherever he is, all know there will be a glint in his green eyes and a touch of mischief at the corners of his easy-going smile.

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