Obituary of Alfred Garland Jackson

Reflection of the Life of Alfred Jackson

I grew up as a fortunate child with a loving mother and father and 2 brother's and a sister. We were not as fortunate as others, but my mother always refused to allow me to go without, even if it meant that she had to.  My parents divorced many years ago, but I never knew what an absentee father was.   My father came to see me almost daily.  We shared a cup of coffee just before he went to work.  My dad was what you would consider frugal, but he always managed to get my games, watches and gadgets for Christmas and my birthdays.  Mom kept me stocked with  nice clothes, more than I ever needed.  My Older brother made sure that I gave him a list to go to the grocery store weekly for my treats and snacks like pizza and coke-a-cola.  My younger brother and I were tight, we did everything together just like peas and carrots.  My sister, she is like the enforcer.  She helped to keep me in line if I stayed off the beaten path.  I know she only wants the best for me.  I am so glad I get to see my nephew Lorenzo III, he has the coolest games and even cooler friends that come over.   Secretly,  I know they are more happy to see me,  than to see him.  I can't forget about Pepperoni.  She and I both knew just how cool I am.  No one can touch me with my hat and shades on.
 I lived a satisfying life for me.
 

Alfred Garland Jackson sunrise was  04/05/80 and sunset on 11/11/20.  He leaves behind His parents Katheryn   Haggerty of Texarkana TX and Lorenzo Jackson Sr. of Texarkana, AR.  Two brothers and three sisters, Lorenzo (Jackie) Jackson Jr. , Stephon Jackson, Tiffany Haggerty and Tanesha Williams.  Two nephews  Lorenzo Jackson III and Antonio Johnson.  His  Aunts and Uncles Penelope Loosbrock, Barbara Hicks, Mary Bonner, Lucette (Darnell) Ford, Leslie (Jackie) Jackson, Leon (Cathy) Bradford and Angela Brewster.  He had a host of cousins .

Alfred was preceded in death by Dorothy and Thomas Abraham, Elizabeth Jackson, Walter Jackson, Celcelia Jackson, and Taylor Johnson. 

I suppose it’s not quite accurate to call anyone's death unexpected.  We all have a limited time on this earth, but Alfreds’s death was unexpected for us.  None of us knows for certain how long we’ll be here. It feels like his story was only half done.

What I learned from my brother’s death was that character is essential: What he was, was how he died.
 

Alfreds’s final words were:
It"s Okay,  I got it, I'll do it.