by Jimmy “Mule” Obituary, Death – Bonefire, who was an incredible folk artist and a beloved figure in Abingdon, has passed away today, marking the day of his passing. Jimmy “Mule” Repass passed away in the early hours of today. He was taken from this world. As a consequence of the accident that he was involved in, he sustained a bleed on the brain.
When he unexpectedly passed away, we had the impression that he was making progress toward recovering, but in reality, he had passed away unexpectedly rather than making progress toward recovering. Even though he was more entertaining than the rest of my relatives, I still thought of him as my uncle because over the years we had developed a friendship and I thought of him as my relative. Despite the fact that he was more entertaining than the rest of my relatives, I still thought of him as my uncle.
Jimmy’s animated performance in front of the stage whenever a rocking band played at the restaurant where he worked will live on in people’s memories. His antics were always enjoyable to watch from start to finish. He believed that the tempo at which bluegrass music was played was too leisurely. He always wore hand-crafted jewelry that was so ostentatious that people like Elvis Presley and Liberace would have been green with envy if they had seen it.
It was a secret that he kept from almost everyone, including himself, including the fact that he had crafted all of his accessories by hand on his own. Everything, from the sunglasses he wore to the canes and walking sticks that were custom-made for him, featured some sort of embellishment that he had created. Because his rings and brooches were so highly sought after by the Bonefire clientele, he made it a habit to give them away as presents to attractive women on a regular basis.
Jimmy was an exceptionally one-of-a-kind individual, and it is without a doubt that we will miss having him here with us at the end of the bar. Since Jimmy did not partake in drinking, he chose his seat at the party based on how close he would be to the bandstand rather than taking into account the proximity to the open bar. On the dance floor, his magnetic grin and silky smooth moves will remain ingrained in our memories for a very long time. RIP, Mule. When we get to the other side, we will pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and start dancing again.
