James Alan Jackson, 66, of North Port, passed away on Friday, September 22, 2023. Family services will be private.
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15Feb2024
I miss him so much
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02Oct2023
I told Jim while he was in one of the seven hospital ICUs (yes, seven) that he was the bravest person I knew. I would not have endured what he did to try to stay on this earth. He fought valiantly, I think, to have the chance to say what he needed to say to Nick, his beloved son. It was tough seeing him improve, then get worse, then fight and fight. I love him dearly and miss his smiles. He had a lot of physical issues from an early age, but always was trying to get better. Even when in a wheelchair he would exercise for 6-8 hours a day to not loose what he had. He was an inspiration to me, and hopefully to others. Dance and party in heaven, as you did in earlier days. You went through so much in this earthly realm.
28Sep2023
28Sep2023
In loving memory of my cousin Jim Jackson.
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Me showing Jim my new computer and how to use it in Des Moines in 1999
27Sep2023
Back When Jim flew to Des Moines to stay about 10 days and paint my house and hang out as brothers.
27Sep2023
I met Jim back around 1962 or 63 and we quickly became friends. Soon we were best friends and did almost everything together. Jim's father Ray would take us to stock car races and Jim would ride with my family to Cedar Rapids on Sundays to go shopping. We practically lived at the Vinton Swimming Pool every day of every summer and then Jim would help me deliver the Cedar Valley Daily Times local newspaper afterwards. We played in a rock band together and went to DanceMor Ballroom in Swisher most weekends in the summers. We went to every rock concert we could get to starting in 1971 and rock festivals all over the mid-west in 1972 - 1975. In high school classmates would ask me why I hung out with a kid 2 years younger than myself, I would say, because he is a great guy. He was my brother and once he moved to Florida, I used to visit him at least every other year. We were into having nice cars and Jim loved his Buick Gran Sport cars; he even bought me a Buick GS t-shirt to wear when I came to Florida. He was married, moved to Tennessee and had a son, Nick, and I was very proud of him. I was always welcome no matter where he lived and he was always welcome where ever I lived. Jim was a very good commercial painter, and he came to Des Moines, Iowa when I purchased my first, new construction home; he painted the entire basement, my bedroom and bathroom and also the entire exposed foundation of my new home to look like brick; all that work still looks perfect 24 years later. He was a perfectionist in all he did and his clients were impressed with his professional commitment to his work. I could go on for hours about what a great man Jim was, but the words would never live up to his actions. He was the best of the best; I love you buddy. Say "Hi" to everyone up there with you; I'll be joining you someday and we'll get the band back together and scoop the loop in your Buick GS.
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25Sep2023
At some point in the last 6 months of my fathers life, he said it best. Not only have we become an excellent father and son duo, but we’ve also become best friends. We talked about everything, and laughed about it after. Writing this is difficult, as it still doesn’t feel like you’re really gone. I lost my father and my best friend. I can only try to think happy thoughts of you up in heaven walking, dancing, and doing everything you missed doing. I’ll see you again one day pops.
Me showing Jim my new computer and how to use it in Des Moines in 1999
Back When Jim flew to Des Moines to stay about 10 days and paint my house and hang out as brothers.
Dad and I a few months before his passing.
Dad and I years ago