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 Wright, James G., Sr. ("Jim" "Jimmy") of Pine City, MN and Mesa, AZ. Born March 1, 1944 in Hibbing, MN - died April 11, 2015 in Mesa, AZ. Preceded in death by father Gabriel (KIA WWII March, 1944) and mother Dorothy. Survived by wife of 51 years Mabel "Pat"; children, Holly (Todd) Traffas and Jay (Gina); grandchildren, Adam (Christina), Luke (Tiana), James III, Evan, Clara Marie, and Meribella; great-granddaughter, Luna, and his cousins who were the brothers and sisters he never had. Jim was a Navy Corpsman from 1962-67, retired Richfield Police Detective Supervisor, MN Medicaid Fraud Investigator, ran for Henn. Co. Sheriff in 1990, Hibbing Public Safety Commissioner, substitute instructor at Hibbing C.C. 29-year Board Member, President and Emeritus of Int'l Riviera Owners Association. Class of 1962 Minneapolis Southwest High School, Metro State Univ. and Police Management Cert. at Central Mo. State. Jim's proudest moment on the Police Department was when, as a rookie in the spring of 1968, he saved a toddler from choking. Services will be held at Fort Snelling National Cemetery on Wednesday, May 6, 10:30 a.m. (meet in Assembly Area #4 at 10:20 a.m.) An informal gathering will follow at the 5-8 Club in Minneapolis. "Eat Your Ice Cream Before It Melts!" ~ Jim Wright
Published in Strib. on April 26, 2015
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Bill Voedisch
Jim was a really good guy, and was the freckle king of the neighborhood, claiming the title from me. He lived around the corner from us in a basement apartment at 40th and Sheridan. We were at 3928 Thomas.
Hair in Duck Tails was big in 5th and 6th grades at Lake Harriet. Tommy Williamson used to do 100 brush stokes a night to tame his side ducktails. Jim had duck tails on the sides AND in top! I was very impressed, and told him he must have been up all night working on his "ducks."
We were just shooting the shit one day and we came to realize that Jim's cousin was my cousin's cousin! The Wright's were cousins with Cundy's who were cousins with Svare's who were cousins with the Voedisch's.
Crazy we thought.
Bill Voedisch