Jimmie Dean Remembered
Arabian Visions July 1991
Copyright 1991
Used by permission of Arabian Visions
Jimmie
Dean, long-time manager of Selby Stud, died in his sleep at
his home in Kentucky during the night of March 21, 1991. In
preparing this issue, we asked friends of James Parker Dean
to send a few words of remembrance.
Bob & Ginger Detterman, Bo-Gin Arabians,
Thousand Oaks, California
I wish
we had met Jimmie Dean 25 years earlier. We learned so much from
him in the years we knew him – he was a great friend and source
of both knowledge and information. Although I had heard Jimmie’s
name ever since I was knee-high to a grass-hopper (my grnadmother
had purchased her foundation mares from the Selby Stud in the 1930’s
when Jimmie was in charge of the Arabians), it was Azy (Azraff
x Poppy) who actually brought us together.
As
we visited breeding farms and horse shows in the late 60’s and
early 70’s, we kept seeing individual horses that really appealed
to us, and a great number of them were sired by a stallion named
Azy, who was bred and owned by Jimmie and Thelma Dean. We decided
we had to see this horse, so we gathered up our courage and telephoned
the legendary Mr. and Mrs. Dean to make an appointment. The rest
is history.
They
were such warm, hospitable and genuine people — you couldn’t help
wanting to make them a part of your lives. I’ll never forget the
first time we suggested the idea of bringing Azy to California.
We had been sitting around after dinner, talking about Arabian
horses, and when we approached him with the idea, his answer was
an instantaneous and unequivocal “NO!” I believe the only reasons
we were ultimately able to get Jimmie and Thelma to let us bring
Azy to California three years later were that (1) we would not
give up, and (2) we sent a mare back to Kentucky to be bred to
Azy, and Jimmie was able to get an idea of how we handled our horses
from this mare.
Jimmie
was one of the finest horsemen I’ll ever have the privilege of
knowing. He was able to communicate with a horses with his voice
and with his hands using great finesse. Horses responded to his
gentle touch. The last time he visited us in California, both Azy
and Azleta were here, and we wanted to get a picture of Jimmie
with these two great old horses that he bred.
I put
a halter on Azy and handed the rope to Jimmie, while I went to
get Azleta. We decided to take the picture in front of a row of
olive trees that are located halfway between Azy’s paddock and
the breeding barn. Azy and I had made that trip many times, and
Azy and I had an understanding — he would lead quietly until we
went throuugh one particular gate, and then he could call the ladies
and animate. I didn’t think about that as I headed Jimmie and Azy
toward the olive trees — but when Azy went through the gate, he “turned
out.” Jimmie simply spoke to Azy and hit him once in the flank
with his hand, and Azy stopped, looked at Jimmy, and led the rest
of the way to the olive trees quietly. We got our picture, and
Jimmie and Azy walked back to Azy’s paddock, with Jimmie talking
to Azy the whole way.
For
several months after that day, as Azy and I would walk through
that gate on our way to the breeding barn, Azy would look at me
as if to ask permission before calling to the ladies, and if I
told him to keep quiet, he would! Incidentally, Jimmie told me
that it was not necessary to use a stud chain on Azy — even in
the breeding barn — and to this day, I haven’t used one on him.
In
all the years we knew him, I never heard Jimmie say an unkind word
about anyone. He was the ultimate diplomat. Although we frequently
asked for his advice, he never pushed his opinions on us. There
is no doubt that his influence upgraded the quality of our breeding
stock. During his lifetime, he put us in touch with a number of
other breeders across the United States whose goals are similar
to ours, and with this network of friends, we expect his influence
on our breeding program to continue for many years.
Garth Buchanan, Comar Arabians, Story City,
Iowa.
Fifty
years have passed since I made my first (of many) trips to the
Selby Arabian Stud, then managed by James P. and Thelma Dean. Thus
began what developed into a personal friendship, collaboration
on horses and “cross-pollination” of breeding programs which endured
the rest of their lives.
As
in years gone by Jimmie and Thelma are in my heart, and in loving
memories they will remain inseparable — near impossible to think
of one without reminiscing of the other and their ceaseless dedication
to the Arabian horse.
Words
poorly convey my gratitude for their interest and encouragement
through the many years of precious association.
Sandy Rolland, Sandell Farms, Macomb, Illinois
I first
met Jimmie and Thelma (“Buck”) Dean when I was researching my book,
*Raffles, His Sons and Daughters.
Jimmie
and Buck were wonderful to me and they spent hours with me answering
questions as I followed them around the farm, helping them feed
horses or sitting in Buck’s kitchen peeling potatoes for dinner
for her while she related fascinating facts and stories to me about
the old foundation horses.
My
sons were about eight and ten when we first met the Deans, and
their favorite memory of Jimmie is riding around the farm with
him on the manure spreader!
Jimmie
Dean was truly “The Dean” of our Arabian horse world, and he has
left a legacy that won’t be matched for generations to come, if
ever. His great generosity to come, if ever. His great generosity
in sharing his knowledge and his refusal to make negative remarks
about others have made him, unfortunately for the rest of us, one
of a kind.
Jimmie
and Thelma Dean, I salute you with love and sincere thanks.
Julie K. Smithson, Signature Stud Ltd., London
Ohio
I last
spoke with Jimmie on March 14th, just eight days before he died
peacefully, in his sleep. James Parker Dean would have been 88
years young had he lived until the 21st of April. I cannot conceive
of him as ever being old, for he thought and lived on such a vital,
optimistic plane. I remember his musing that he would have to find
more recipes for asparagus (his favorite vegetable), because he
had seen to it that there’d be more of it than ever to harvest
this year from his generous garden.
My
knowledge of Jimmie Dean spanned five years of reading every scrap
that I could find about *Raffles, and 51 months of cherished friendship
and correspondence, enhanced by two visits to Sanders, Kentucky.
Would that I had been blessed to know him for 51 years!
The knowledge and appreciation of life, in general, and the Arabian
horse, in particular, that I absorbed from Jimmie was priceless.
Jimmie
Dean was to me what he was to many: friend, mentor, father figure,
brother, confidant and horseman par excellence. You could say anything
to Jimmie; all would be heard by the kindest of ears, the biggest
hearts. Jimmie never said an unkind word about, or to , anyone.
He advised only with the utmost tact. Kindness, with honesty and
integrity, was his forte.
Once
I asked Jimmie what it was like to have actually known *Raffles.
He replied that *Raffles “can best be described as an experience
without parallel.” He expressed regret that many of those who so
admired *Raffles did not have the opportunity to experience him
personally.
To
borrow his own words, this is how I feel about Jimmie Dean: I regret
that many of you who so admired him did not have the opportunity
to experience him personally. He can best be described as an experience
without parallel. He was my friend, and I loved him. I miss him
greatly.
Jo & Dick Ellis, Ellis’ GreenLea Arabians,
Dallas Center, Iowa
Jimmie
Dean — a remarkable person and a great horse breeder and horseman
— we feel extremely fortunate to have known him for 35 years.
When
we first met Jimmie he fulfilled the image we expected of “A True
Southern Gentleman” and he continued to be that same person for
as long as we knew him.
Jimmie
was a man of many talents. We think of him as being a geneticist,
a nutritionist, an agronomist, and, although he was not a veterinarian,
he was very well versed on horse medications as related to prevention
and cure to what may afflict a horse. He had many other areas of
expertise which were not directly related to the horse business.
Most importantly, he generously applied his good logic to all circumstances.
He as widely respected for this broad range of knowledge and was
always willing to give advice to any serious Arabian owner or breeder.
He liked to help others.
Whenever
we had a puzzling problem relating to the horses or horses business,
Jimmie always seemed to be able to come up with good solid reasons,
explanations, or suggestions as to how to go about solving them
in an honest, business-like, and forthright manner. As some will
recall, Jimmie pioneered the consignment auctioning of Arabians
in this country. He was determined to operate ethical auctions
whereby the buyer and seller had equal opportunity and information.
Consignors to his auctions were bound by very strict terms. Some
terms recalled were: no reserve bidding, no by bidding or any other
kind of illegal or unethical bidding, honest veterinary inspections
the day of the sale with all findings announced in the sale ring,
and we can remember being required to furnish valid registration
papers with our signatures in place as sellers. (The bidders knew
that the horse would be sold to the person with the highest bid.)
Wouldn’t it have been great if the Arabian horse industry had followed
the lead of this brilliant, hones, and ethical horseman by conducting
auctions that were a credit to the breed?
This
tribute is to Jimmie but a part of what he was was contributed
by his very capable wife Thelma, who preceded him in death. They
were a great team, as each supplemented the other so perfectly.
They were an inspiration to all who knew them. We feel particularly
blessed to have known Jimmie and Thelma Dean.
Ann Jo Hall, Hall Farm Arabians, Lexington,
Illinois
I am
glad to have a chance to tell you about some of the feelings and
memories I have of our great friend Jimmie Dean.
I have
a lifetime of memories, from early childhood to the very recent
past. He was a dear and constant friend to me and so many others.
Words like trusted advisor, counselor, the very biggest shoulders
to hold me up in the tough times all tell who and what he was.
When
I was grown and ready to start a serious breeding program, I told
Jimmie that I wanted to breed a few good horses. He knew what I
meant. He took me seriously at my word. Through the years since,
I have listened and watched and enjoyed our student-teacher arrangement.
When
I caught on to a principle of his breeding theory I always spoke
up by letter, in person, or over the phone and let him know he
had gotten another point across. This generally got him to say
something like “I always knew you were smart” or “That’s my girl!” or “Glad
I could be of help”
He
was a great student of human nature. He was able to make people
feel good just by being around him. When I was at his farm or he
was at mine we always worked hard fixing fence, building a new
breeding set-up or breeding mares. I learned so much and he was
so kind and generous with his valuable time.
We
drove thousands of miles hauling horses together. He said we had
more fun than other people. It was a riot to be his friend!!! My
memories will make me giggle the rest of my life. I will miss you,
Jimmie!
Bill Munson, Shalimar Ranch, Harrison, Nebraska
I first
met Jimmie in 1942. At that time I was captain of the Iowa State
polo team and a vet student working for Mrs. Garth Knox (later
Buchanan). She had a stable of grade school horses and ran an organization
for girls called Bit & Spur. Joe Buchanan was stationed in
Texas, and in May of that year she went down there to marry him,
leaving me in charge.
The
girls had planned a picnic at Boone, Iowa on the Des Moines River.
This was in the spring when the river was deep and swift. I was
riding Garth’s Arabian stallion Ragin (*Mirage x *Indaia). It was
a warm day and we thought we’d swim the horses. It turned out Ragin
couldn’t swim a stroke; he started to drown. I was horror-stricken.
He had only a hackamore on and went down three times. I went down
with him, afraid he’d get caught in the hackamore, which he did.
Then I was hit in the head and knocked cold. Someone had to jump
in to pull me out. When Garth came home, all she said to me was, “Thank
God they got you out.”
Regin
was insured, so Garth gave me a trip to Selby’s to look for a replacement.
Mr. Selby had said she could have her choice of the *Mirage sons.
That was when I met Jimmie and Thelma. We were there for six days
and picked out Ibn Mirage. When it was time to leave, Jimmie said, “Bill,
Mr. Selby wants you to have a colt.” So I picked Selmage (Image
x *Selmnab), who became a great show horse.
That
was the start of a friendship which lasted from 1942 to 1991. At
first our friendship was very horse-oriented, but over the years
it transcended that. We could go a week together without once mentioning
horses. I always called him “Pappy.” He was the one person I always
deferred to.
Jimmie
was the greatest P.R. man I’ve ever known. He could sell you a
horse without you even knowing it.
Jimmie
was a very kind, thoughtful person. He wouldn’t say anything bad
about anyone or their horses. Jimmie never said anything to hurt
your feelings. It’s hard to describe how we felt about him. Bazy
Tankersley, Garth Buchanan, Gina Manion, Margaret Shuey, R.B.Field,
Dan Gainey, Tish Hewitt, Dick Lodwick, Lois Selby, and Alice Payne
felt the same way. We bred our own horses our own way, but Jimmie
was at the core of it. We all loved and respected Jimmie Dean.
Jimmie
made Selby’s what it was. Mr. Selby imported the horses, of course,
but Jimmie made the Selby Stud a breeding force. For example, Jimmie
and Thelma were the ones who started using *Raffles. At the time
it seemed like a crazy idea to use a little stallion everyone thought
was sterile, but they had faith in him.
Jimmie
probably had more influence on the Gainey program than anyone else.
He encouraged Gainey to use Azraff, and he encouraged Garth to
use Ferzon. It was Jimmie who bred his mare Azleta (by Azraff)
to Dan Gainey’s Ferzon to produce the National Champion Gai Parada.
This Azraff/Ferzon nick is one of the greatest in Arabian history.
Alice
Payne was greatly influenced by Jimmie. After she saw some of the
*Raffles horses, she wanted to go after as many as she could get.
Jimmie knew where they all were, and she used to phone him and
pester him about them. One night she called to say where she’d
found a certain *Raffles daughter. Jimmie asked why she wanted
that mare, and Alice answered it was because she was by *Raffles.
Jimmie told her that was the worst reason for wanting a horse he’d
ever heard.
Some
of the mares bred to *Raffles were not good mares, so there were
good *Raffles horses and bad *Raffles horses. It took Alice some
time to learn this, but when she did she became even more particular
than Jimmie about mare lines. Alice and I both took that to a further
extreme than Jimmie did. But we still loved the man.
After
a certain point in time, Jimmie had no further influence on my
breeding program, or for that matter Bazy’s or Alice’s, etc. Once
the programs were established to a certain point, we went ahead
and bred our own horses. But we all stayed close friends, and we
still respected and loved him. Jimmies’s own preference in later
years was for the Ferzon/Azraff cross, and he promoted those horses.
Back
in the 40’s Jimmie told me that nobody would ever live long enough
to change the Arabian horse. But he was wrong. None of us foresaw
the influence some people would have. In the show ring we’re going
to a Saddlebred type that is not a true type Arabian horse.
Many
of the people interested in the Saddlebred type have left the breed.
The people Jimmie Dean influenced are in the Arabian breed for
the long haul. I don’t know of anyone else in the history of the
Arabian horse who has touched more people or influenced as many
programs as Jimmie Dean.
Carolyn Hasbrook, Twin Brooks Arabians, Ames,
Iowa
I first
met Jimmie and Thelma 22 1/2 years ago after the IAHA Convention
in Ohio. The last time I saw Jimmie as the 1990 U.S. Nationals
in October. The last time I talked to him was two weeks before
his death, and I received a letter from him the day he died. Every
letter, conversation or personal contact was uplifting and rewarding.
He was an inspiration to talk to and one of the most intelligent
men I’ve known.
Jimmie
could be funny and mischievous but was always the “Kentucky” gentleman.
He was a marvelous cook, knew a great deal about geology and could
design and build, or have built, anything he needed. He was building
on his house right up until his health gave out.
When
his health problems started, he read everything he could about
vitamins, minerals and different foods that might help him, instead
of just sitting back and feeling sorry for himself.
I made
a video type of horses and places I knew would be of interest to
Jimmie. Upon the urging of Joe Meiman, I sent it with him. He and
Joy shared it with Jimmie just four days before he died. It was
a long tape, but I understand he watched it more than once, knew
the horses and enjoyed it.
We
bought our first stallion from Jimmie and Thelma. He was Phleta’s
last foal by Azy. All of our horses trace back to the Selby horses
that Jimmie bred or back to horses Jimmie had a hand in crossing
(Azraff and Ferzon). Without his influence we would not have the
typey Arabians we admire. There are farms and ranches all over
the world that feel the same about their horses and breeding programs.
Almost
from the beginning of Arabians in this country through the present
and even into the future, James P. Dean has had more influence
than any other person in maintaining the typey Arabian. He was
a very special man with special talents and will be greatly missed.