Reader Robert C was kind enough to leave this wonderful testimony to the kind of person Plummer was.

In the late 1970s I had the good fortune to be coached by Jim Plummer, or “Mr. Plummer” was we all knew him, in little league baseball and football. At the time I was a young, impressionable teenager in need of a role model to look up to. I remember joining the bantam football team for the Northern Blvd. Athletic Association, despite being a year too young and one of the smallest players in the league, because I had such respect and admiration for him. At first my parents were hesitant, however with Mr. Plummer they felt I was in good hands and they knew they could trust him to look out for my well being. I can honestly say that he was not only a coach, but someone who served as a role model during this critical time in my life. One of my lasting impressions of Mr. Plummer was his old, beat up brown car with the trunk lock punched out. We had to pop open the trunk with a screw driver to get the equipment. We often ribbed him about this jalopy and yet he always took it in good nature. Occasionally, he would round up some of us to sit in the press box and watch a Met game at Shea. One time, unbeknown to us, he summoned us to the field to sit in the dugout and meet several players before the start of a game - a thrill of life time. It has sometimes been said that truly special people often leave us with a gift that we take with us as we move on with our lives. I know personally, now that I work with kids, I often find myself emulating Mr. Plummer and passing on the wisdom he shared with me. Thanks Jim for being a part of my

Thanks, Robert