Rest in Peace, Harry Jackson.

On April 25, 2011 at 5:55pm, my children lost their larger than life father. He was an impossible man while he was here, his goodness so often eclipsed by his troubled self. But he did go, chest puffed out and roaring, where no one else would go. He lived full throttle, into the breach. No one who knew him is without a story to tell, that’s for sure. If there is a disturbance on the Other Side, we can be sure it’s just Harry being Harry over there. Our union was both devastating and strengthening, glorious and horrific, wrong and right. He gave me three great children, and two great stepchildren, and for that I’m eternally grateful. Happy trails, HJ.