Birth date: May 19, 1949 Death date: Jan 7, 2017
Jeffrey L. Brownfield, 67, of Decatur passed away on Saturday January 7, 2017 in Decatur Memorial Hospital. Jeff was born on May 19, 1949 in Champaign, IL the son of Roy and Corlyne (Pendleton) Brownfield. He retired from Illinois Read Obituary
Our thoughts and prayers for your family during this difficult time. Jeff was always fun to sit and visit with. He always had that little sparkle of mischief in his eyes! Just cherish those memories to help you through your loss.Jerry & Gloria Blackwell
I learned how to drive my uncle Cliff;s 1949 Ford. several years later I had bought 2 of them. one had 2 carb;s an duel pipes.'' … uncle Ronnie(car buff also)
I had the great honor to know Jeff for over 25 years. He accepted me into his great family with open arms. He always had a smile on his face, a buttoned up collared shirt on, and a cap on his head. He never knew a stranger and was very easy to talk to. He always had at least one project going at all times and would lend a hand to anyone that needed help. He was the best father in law that I could have asked for and created great memories with his granddaughter Kylee. His passion for automobiles will live on through his sons. His love for his family was evident and his warm smile will be greatly missed. Gone too soon there will always be a place in my heart for you. Love your Daughter in law: Dawn
Our thoughts are with you at this time. Condolences to the family, children and grandchildren.Fondly,Randy and Judy Wills and family
Lit a candle in memory of Jeffrey L. Brownfield
I can't share a memory with you with u jeff but I can for pam my heart goes out to you all at this sorrowful time as I hold my hand on my heart and I wish I could of met you may u rip handsome man my sincere condolenses to you all blessed be
Jeff was a wonderful brother when I was growing up. I remember times he would let me drive his "hotrods" as he would call them, around town through Steak n Shake – Dog N Suds and up and down Main St. also known as the "gag" route. He had an old Studebaker in the back yard that I spent many hours in pretending to be the best driver in the world, course it didn't run, but I learned how to shift gears and use a clutch (I probably grinded the clutch down to nothing, if it did run, after all I didn't have my license yet). He was an awesome man, who will be missed by so many. I love ya bro, give Mom a tight hug for me and tell her I love and miss her terribly. I'm so going to miss how you would always tell me how I sounded and looked just like her. I love you!
