Jackson Memorial

Went to a memorial service not long ago. It was for someone loving called " a real Jackson old timer". I am not sure of the age of the man who died but, listening to the stories told at the memorial service I am sure that he lived all of his years to the max.

Rich was a mountain climber and after being caught in an avalanche and" well busted up" he decided to take up flying.
i met him when he was in his, to use his step daughter's words, period of being surrounded by ladies. His ladies were mostly women who loved to dance as he did at the 'Coach in Wilson. He was a regular at the Sunday night dances at the "Coach".
It was only fitting, then, that the Stagecoach Band played at his memorial. And only fitting too that his memorial was a Real Jackson event...nothing fancy, no one fancy ....dogs, laughter, music, tears.

Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the privilege of living in this small town. This was one of those times.