Mitchell Vaughn, II
Mitchell “Buddy” Vaughn II, 33, passed away Oct. 22, 2015
He is survived by his son, Brandon Vaughn; wife, Elizabeth Vaughn; his mother and stepfather, Lori Vaughn and Steve Erickson; his father, Mitchell Vaughn; his sister, Meghan Vaughn and husband Travis Motloch; niece, Aaliyah Motloch, and nephew Hunter Motloch; grandmother, Charlotte Hodnett; grandfather, Edwin Gyge
r; and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins.
Buddy was born March 20, 1982, and grew up and went to school in Lockhart (Class of 2000).
A memorial service will be held at First United Methodist Church, 313 W. San Antonio Street, Lockhart, Texas 78644, at 11 a.m., on Saturday, Nov. 7. The family invites friends to remain for a food and fellowship potluck following the Memorial.
Lori and family, it breaks my heart. I loved that boy so much. I cannot think of a time when I saw Buddy that there was not a smile on his face. I don’t know what you must be feeling but I do know that there is a GOD that will ease your pain if you but only call out to HIM. I will miss him but I know it can never be as much as you will miss him. I pray our ABBA will surround you with HIS presence and shower you with favor as you heal from this great loss. My most heartfelt condolences to you all.
Good to hear from you thanks
Buddy was a dear friend to me for so many years. Thinking of him will always make me smile. To everyone in his family and those that miss him, I give you my best wishes and thoughts. They may not ease your pain, but know that they are there for you.
I didn’t know Buddy well, but I watched him grow up with my little brothers Jeremy Wood and Barak Tamayo. I watched them play soccer and baseball. Jeremy, Barak, Buddy and Michael Kolos, or the four stooges as I liked to think of them, were always laughing and goofing around. I can’t recall ever seeing Buddy without a grin on his face. Seeing him ALWAYS brightened my day. I don’t think I ever really spoke to him simply because he was my brother’s friend and i always felt to do so would be impinging on his territory. Even so, Buddy is a bright, shiny, and beautiful memory in my childhood.
My sincerest condolences and deepest sympathies to his family and his friends. Buddy will be sorely missed. I thank God for allowing me the privilege of the brief time I had with him and for the everlasting impact he had on my life. May you all be blessed and may your sorrow and grief be softened with the knowledge that Buddy was dearly loved and cherished by those who knew him.
Sleep well, dear boy. Sleep well.
Love n miss u buddy!!!