Jones, Mitchell James
Mitchell James Jones, of Eggleston, formerly of Falls Church, VA, departed this life early August 13, 2020 at his home. Born July 11, 1959, he was a son of the late Theodore and Mary Louise Humpton Jones.
Mitch was a gentle and loving father, brother, son and friend. He carved works of art from wood and stone. He loved to fish from the New River to the ocean’s shore. He built and rode his own Harley Davidson from old parts as a young man. He was a wood chopping and butterfly stroke champion. He sowed massive gardens and grew prize winning tomatoes. He raised his children to be sensitive, strong, curious, and resilient and will always be missed and remembered. He was a graphic printer by trade and was a Member of the American Legion, Falls Church, VA, Post 130. There was nobody like him.
He is preceded in death by his parents.
Left to cherish his memory are, a son Travis Jones and his wife Angela of Richmond; A daughter Tacie Nicole Jones and husband Ashton Carter of Blacksburg; a grandchild, Alba Jones; brothers, Phillip Jones and Ellen Dunham-Jones of Atlanta, Stephen Jones of Wilderness, VA, Seth Jones and Yasemin of New York City, and Christopher Jones of Falls Church, VA; nephews, Justin and Brandon Jones; and former wife Debbi Jones of Blacksburg.
Services for Mr. Jones will be held at a later date. Online Condolences may be sent by visiting Kendall Funeral Home.com. The Staff of Kendall Funeral Home are honored to be serving the Jones family.
Jay Veatch
August 17, 2020 @ 1:54 pm
Talented like his parents and sibling. Mitchell was a kind and sharing man.
My condolence to the Jones Family.
Jay Veatch
Bill Bobb
August 31, 2020 @ 10:46 am
I was so sad to hear of his passing. Mitchell was truly one of a kind. I will always smile when reminiscing of our days in school together. He was always such a good and caring person. Rest in peace my friend. My sincerest condolences to his family and brothers.
Devra
September 23, 2020 @ 2:44 pm
I will remember Mitchell’s kind ways and gentle soul. Although I hadn’t seen him in years, the memories and his art, as shared by those who kept in touch, simply drew a larger and more vivid picture of the creative and loving man he became. I cherish the memories of the young man I knew and of growing up in Falls Church with him and his brothers. Peace to all of his loved ones. ’til we meet again . . .