Funeral services for James Dickey “Dick” Witcher, [auth] of Hammonds, Louisiana, were held February 14, 2014 at 1:00pm at McNeeley and Son Funeral Home with Reverend Leon Dunn officiating. Burial was made at Hungarian Presbyterian Cemetery in Albany, Louisiana. James Dickey “Dick” Witcher was born July 15, 1929 in Lovington, New Mexico to James Thomas “Jake” and Ada Lurana “Jack” Morris Witcher, who preceded him in death. He went to be with his savior February 11, 2014. He served in the U.S. Navy for 4 years 1950-1954 on a mine sweeper during the Korean Conflict. He was discharged honorably in 1954 and later married the love of his life Maxine Vanita Miller, whom he met at Eastern New Mexico University in Portales. They were married in 1951 and they had two children Kern Richard Witcher and Vanita Kathleen Witcher. Dick went to Roswell High School until 1946. He joined the Navy, then got his Associate Degree from ENMU in 1962. He was predeceased by his sister Genella Olene Dollahon. Dick is survived by his son Kern Richard and daughter Vanita Kathleen, grandsons James Jay, Jessica, Jarrett, and Jansen Witcher, and James Christopher Witcher. He is also survived by great granddaughter Gabrielle “Gabby” Witcher brother Leonard Morris Witcher and wife Eve Anne of Artesia, New Mexico and sister Geneva Irene Witcher Gwartney and husband John of Roswell, New Mexico. He is also survived by many nieces and nephews. Dich was also preceded in death by his mother and father-in-law and 2 sisters-in-law. Dick was an avid golfer and spend many happy hours with his golfing buddies, especially after loss of Maxine (his wife) whom he spent the last 5 years of her life caring for her. He is to be commended for that by all that knew him. His son Kern was a great help during this trying time. Dick was an independent adventurer. He served 4 years in the Navy, was the owner of an electric company in Santa Fe, was employed by Gulf Oil as an off-shore generator inspector, he herded sheep, flew his own Cessna airplane, he worked for Transwestern Pipeline and was a motorcycle rider. He did it his way. Dick never met a stranger and loved to sit around and reminisce about the past and tease his grandchildren and nieces and nephews. He was always willing to join in the fun and add that little something that makes everyone feel welcome. We will miss him and send our love with him on his journey.