60, of Plymouth formerly of Needham June 5, 2007. Beloved husband of Cheryl (Scanlan). Loving father of Robert J. McDonough of Dedham, Laurie A. Warmington of Attleboro, Kyle J. and Kevin P. McDonough both of Plymouth. Grandfather of Paul and Joseph Warmington of Attleboro. Funeral from the Eaton Funeral Home, 1351 Highland Ave, NEEDHAM on Saturday, June 9th at 9:00 AM followed by a Mass of Christian Burial in St. Joseph Church at 10:00 AM. Relatives and friends are kindly invited, Visiting hours on Friday from 4-8 pm. Interment with Military Honors will take place at the Needham Cemetery. In lieu of flowers memorials in Jimmy's name may be made to the National Kidney Foundation of N.E., 85 Astor Av., Suite 2, Norwood, MA. 02062. Late graduate from Needham High School, U.S. Navy Veteran. Former Police Officer and Motorcycle Patrolman for Town of Needham. Former stock car racer and avid NASCAR fan.
Some of the fondest memories that I have of Jimmy are from our days at Pollard. We were both tackles on the football team and neither of us were very good. Anyhow, I seem to recall that we might have won some games. So one Friday night at the end of the season while occupying a town common bench, someone came up with the bright idea to take down the goal post at Pollard. It was a temporary wooden structure and after a little effort, it came down with little fanfare. However, some of Needham's finest showed up to apprehend the perpetrators of this heinous act of vandalism. Like all teenages, we bolted. I can still remember Jimmy running down Harris Ave at a pace that Vic Gatto would have admired. Somehow, Asa Small or Miss Dugan found out who was in the group of thugs and we each had to come with something like $6.37 to pay to replace the wooden goalpost.
Like in the movie " Stand by Me" (one of my favorites by the way) after Pollard, we drifted apart and would only see each other occasionally. After I moved back to Needham and Jimmy became a member of the Needham Police Force, he would occasionally catch me speeding on Central Ave. I can recall vividly his "chesire cat grin" as he told me once again to slow down. Borrowing the closing scene from "Stand by Me"........
I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
I only recently became aware of the reunion site. While browsing the various menu items I clicked on "In Memory" and was stunned by how many classmates didn't make it this far. I began reading the comments for those whose names had a rose next to thier name. I came across James McDonough and strained my little pea brain trying to recall who he was. Then a light went on. I remember Jimmy McDonough. A big bear of a kid with a smile for everyone. I'm sorry he's gone.
I read the comments about Jimmy and recall vividly many of the chat's we had as classmates. He was a "big" guy, both in stature and heart. Although we weren't real close, we were friends. When I read (on this site) of his death, I read in disbelief. I remember reading he'd been a policeman in Needham, but that's all I'd ever heard. Albeit very late, RIP Jimmy. Your classmates remember and miss you.
Les McKechnie
JAMES J. MCDONOUGH
Obituary
Jeffrey Feeley
I only recently became aware of the reunion site. While browsing the various menu items I clicked on "In Memory" and was stunned by how many classmates didn't make it this far. I began reading the comments for those whose names had a rose next to thier name. I came across James McDonough and strained my little pea brain trying to recall who he was. Then a light went on. I remember Jimmy McDonough. A big bear of a kid with a smile for everyone. I'm sorry he's gone.
Howie Appel
I read the comments about Jimmy and recall vividly many of the chat's we had as classmates. He was a "big" guy, both in stature and heart. Although we weren't real close, we were friends. When I read (on this site) of his death, I read in disbelief. I remember reading he'd been a policeman in Needham, but that's all I'd ever heard. Albeit very late, RIP Jimmy. Your classmates remember and miss you.
Howie Appel