James Wesley DeMilt, of Lincoln, VT. Was born in Islip, NY on October 19th 1957. With his wife by his side, Jim passed away on the morning of January 25th 2021, after a long struggle with leukemia.
Jim was passionate and knowledgeable about wildlife. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, and gardening. He raised deer, beef cows, and always kept his ponds filled with trout. He enjoyed trips to the beach. His favorite destination was Siesta Key with his wife. Jim had the gift of gab, always making everyone laugh, and was the expert of all things.
Jim was preceded by his father Robert Pechie. Jim is survived by his loving wife Lisa DeMilt, his daughters Amanda DeMilt, Kathryn Kayhart, and Kelly Kayhart. His grandsons Gavin Graves and Sawyer Lasell. His mother Lynn Rencin Pechie. His sister Rene Pechie and her partner Winston Farr. His sister Sherriane (Sissy) Hartman and her husband Steve Hartman. His brother Robert (Bobby) Pechie and his wife Karen Pechie.
There will be no funeral services. The family asks in lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to the staff at UVMMC. During Jim’s battle with leukemia, the staff at UVMMC not only provided medical care, but moral, loving support to Jim, Lisa and family. The staff truly became family, as they treated their time with Jim as more than just a job to do. The family is eternally grateful for the compassion and love they received through this difficult time. To send online condolences to his family please visit www.brownmcclayfuneralhomes.com
Jim was a kind, gentle man who loved his family, friends and the great outdoors. He was a man worth knowing and will be greatly missed. All our Love to Lisa and the family.
We love you all! Jim will be so sorely missed by all.
Love you both and I’m so very sorry lisa,,, much love to you and Jim will have a special place in my heart forever
Love
Missy & Peyton
Hugs and love sent to Jim’s family, especially big hugs to you Lisa!! Paul and I always enjoyed running into you guys when dining out!!
It was a cold snowy day in February, many years ago, when I first met Jim. We met on our school bus on the way to school when we were in 7th grade. I was a city boy moving to the country and I had no idea what county living was all about… no knowledge of fishing, hunting, snowmobiling or motorcycling. Jim and I became quick friends and our “country living” adventures began… so many over the years. I remember we were out camping and we accidentally set a huge tree on fire with our bonfire! I remember our first drink on Pine Hill behind the barn. I remember the time we nearly got caught fishing in the pond in front of a camp on Brown Mountain… we got away just in time! I remember hunting with Jim when he saw a deer and BANG… down went the deer. At the same time I exclaimed, ” Jim that’s a doe!” Needless to say, Jim’s Father was very upset with us. I remember braking snowmobile trails over Brown Mountain and Mason Hill in the winter and riding our motorcycles on the dirt roads of Starksboro. Our experiences together were not just playing hard, they also included working hard on the farm and building houses with his father’s instruction. I will always cherish the memories of my younger years spent with Jim. Jim will be dearly missed and fondly remembered for so many reasons.
He was a wonderful man and will never be forgotten