James "Jim" Edmund Mahoney Jr.
2023-12-05 2013-12-08James E. Mahoney, Jr. |
December 08, 2013 |
NATICK: James E. Mahoney, Jr., age 71, a longtime Natick resident, died suddenly on Sunday morning, December 8, 2013 at Natick’s MetroWest Medical Center. He was the devoted husband of Grace M. (Battaglioli) Mahoney for 36 years.
Born in Arlington, he was the son of the late James E. and Mabel (Bridges) Mahoney. Jim was raised in Arlington and spent much of his youth in York, Maine, his mother’s home town. He was a graduate of Arlington High School.
Jim was employed with the Raytheon Corporation for forty years, retiring as a quality control engineer in 2003. He and Grace made their home in Natick and spent the greater part of the summer months living aboard their boat. Jim enjoyed sharing his enthusiasm for boating with others and would happily host relatives and friends, whether for an evening’s entertainment or for an excursion. He was a longtime member and past commander of the Nobscot Sail and Power Squadron. While with the group, he was dedicated to sharing his knowledge of seamanship and boat safety with others.
He is survived by Grace; her siblings, Victor Battaglioli and his wife Margaret of Colchester, CT, Peter Battaglioli and his wife Susan of Plymouth, and Carol Hamilton and her husband Mark of Hanover; and many nieces, nephews, and grandnieces and nephews.
His funeral will be held in the John Everett & Sons Funeral Home, 4 Park Street at Natick Common, Natick, on Thursday, December 12th at 11:30a.m. Relatives and friends may visit with Jim’s family beginning at 10 o’clock. Burial will be private.
In lieu of flowers, gifts may be made in his memory to A Place to Turn, 99 Hartford Street, Natick, MA 01760.
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Jim was a close friend for many years, since 7th grade actually. That I'll miss him is an understatement. I feel fortunate that I talked to him the day before he died. Since Jim loved boating this remembrance is fitting for him. Gone From My Sight I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her untill at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other Then someone at my side says "There, she is gone!" "Gone Where?" Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: "Here she comes!" And that is dying. Van Dyke My friend, have a fresh breeze at your back to speed you to your next harbor. Jim B
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