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Born:May 10, 1960
St Johnsbury, Vermont
Died:March 12, 2005
Beth Irsael Deaconess Hospital in Boston Massachuttes

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James "Jimmy" L. Deth, 44
Tuesday March 15, 2005

James "Jimmy" L. Deth, 44, a Passumpsic resident, died Saturday, March 12, 2005, at the Beth Israel Deaconess Hospital in Boston.

Jimmy was born May 10, 1960, in St. Johnsbury, the son of Kenneth F. and Elaine E. (Smith) Deth. Jimmy was a jack of all trades. However he especially enjoyed being in the woods logging. He married Fayette A. Marcy nearly four years ago. He enjoyed hunting, auto mechanics and was a volunteer fireman at the East Haven Fire Department.

He is survived by his loving wife, Fayette, of Passumpsic; their children, Mr. and Mrs. Eric Marcy of Morgan, Tommy Stone of St. Johnsbury, Tina Liberatore and her husband Billy of Barton, Junior Shute and his wife Mandy of Sheffield; 14 grandchildren, one great-grandson, his mother, Elaine, a special aunt that Jimmy referred to as his "second mom," Nessa Smith, and a very special nephew, Rupert Lee Deth, all of East Haven; brothers and sisters, David and Beverly Deth of East Haven, Kenneth and Jane Deth Jr. of West Burke, Rupert and Lori Deth of Sutton, Raymond and Ruth Deth of Burke, Walter and Shirley Deth of Derby, Jeanette and Russell Poor of Massachusetts, Dorothy Bingham of Island Pond, and Roberta Hinton of Lyndonville; and numerous nieces and nephews, aunts, uncles and cousins.














TIM McGRAW LYRICS

Live Like You Were Dyin'


He said I was in my early forties,
With a lot of life before me,
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime.
I spent most of the next days, lookin' at the x-rays,
Talkin' 'bout the options and talkin' 'bout sweet time.
Asked him when it sank in, and this might really be the real end.
How's it hit ya, when you get that kind of news.
Man what ya do.
And he says,

[Chorus]

I went sky divin',
I went rocky mountain climbin',
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fu Manchu.
And I loved deeper,
And I spoke sweeter,
And I gave forgiveness I've been denying,
And he said someday I hope you get the chance,
To live like you were dyin'.

He said I was finally the husband,
That most the time I wasn't.
And I became a friend a friend would like to have.
And all the sudden goin' fishing,
Wasn't such an imposition.
And I went three times that year I lost my dad.
Well I finally read the good book,
And I took a good long hard look at what I'd do
If I could do it all again.
And then.

[Chorus]

Like tomorrow was a gift and you've got eternity
To think about what you do with it,
What could you do with it, what can
I do with with it, what would I do with it.

[Chorus]
I went sky divin',
I went rocky mountain climbin',
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fu Manchu.
And I loved deeper,
And I spoke sweeter,
And I watched an eagle as it was flyin'.
And he said someday I hope you get the chance,
To live like you were dyin'.

To live like you were dyin'.
To live like you were dyin'.
















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