Obituary of JAMES JOSEPH HUGHES

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James Hughes passed away while working the job he loved for over 34 years – that of a New York City Police Officer. Jimmy, as he was known to his family, is loved by his mother, Wilma, and his younger brother, Michael. He was also the cherished son of the late James Hughes. Jimmy is adored by his many aunts, uncles and cousins, several of whom are and were also members the NYPD. 

Jimmy has the most devoted friends, especially those from Transit District 33. Many of Jimmy's coworkers have recalled his humor, selflessness and compassion. He not only protected the community he served, but gave of himself for its betterment and he did so quietly and humbly. As exemplified in a Facebook post by his friend and coworker “This man dedicated 35 years of his life to being a police officer. There were times he used to take money out of his own pocket to give it to people that didn’t have anything to eat or so they could buy metro cards. There were times he’d buy the homeless food and bring it to them outside the precinct. He would grab a broom and sweep the garbage off the street not because anyone ordered him to but because he found it in his heart to do it. The news and politicians never highlight these stories but I wanted to put it out there because Jimmy deserved to be recognized for his contributions to society and the dedication he put into his work”. 

Jimmy, aka “Gumby” at work, was always smiling and ready to strike up a conversation. He loved music and going to concerts and shared this and his extensive knowledge of music with his friends. He had a unique sense of humor and lifted spirits with it.  He made people smile.  

To his last breath on earth, Jimmy spent his life protecting the citizens of New York City. He left an impact on thousands. Although he was taken away from us far too soon and so unexpected, he was doing what he loved when God called him Home.  Many of us feel a sense of sadness that he did not get the opportunity to enjoy his well-earned retirement.  However, being a cop was what he enjoyed and he lived each day doing what he loved.  He was so proud to wear that uniform.  May we always remember Jimmy for his love, laughter, humor, compassion, dedication and for living life with no regrets.  And may he continue to protect us from above and may God Bless the NYPD.