Death
On May 14, 2003, Jim Fyffe attended an Auburn Alumni meeting in Prattville, Alabama where he gave a speech opening for Auburn head football coach Tommy Tuberville. Afterward, Fyffe drove to his home in Montgomery, AL. Shortly after arriving home and greeting his wife, Rose, he complained that he was not feeling well, and collapsed within minutes. Rose called 911, who rushed him by ambulance to Montgomery's Jackson Hospital. Fyffe was immediately pronounced brain-dead with little expectation of revival. He was diagnosed with a brain aneurysm and was pronounced dead at approximately 10 am on (May 15, 2003) without ever having regained consciousness. Immediately following reports of the death, sports-talk shows and Alabama TV newscasts were broadcast throughout the day allowing friends, fans, colleagues of Fyffe to share some of their favorite stories and voice grief over the loss. A public memorial service for Fyffe was held in Montgomery at Leak Memory Chapel, followed by a public funeral at First United Methodist Church. Fyffe is buried at Greenwood Cemetery in Montgomery, Alabama. Fans visit his grave-site regularly, placing memorabilia such as Auburn shakers and game programs at the tombstone. Fyffe was survived by his wife Rose, who has since passed away on June 5, 2011; his five children; twin daughters Jacquelyn and Jennifer Fyffe, stepson Kent Maddox; stepdaughters Karen and Kristy Maddox; 4 grandchildren; Kevin Maddox, Brett Haynes, Collin Sapp, Kaylen and McKenzie Mullikin, and also by a great-grandchild Alyssa Maddox. 10 days after his death, daughter Kristy gave birth to his 5th grandchild, Madison.
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