Burial Expense former WV Deputy

Jack is a dear friend of mine that I have known since I was 12 years old.

I had come from an adopted family and he worked with my adopted Mother.

Jack knew I was having issues with alleged child abuse and took me under his wing.

By 15 years old, I was emancipated and he employed me and bought me my first car.

We came back to WV from him working on the road dead of winter and we went to a buddy of his that had a small dealership.

There was 12 inches of snow and he told the man if we shovel the car out and it starts it’s SOLD!

It started, he paid the man and we left it there and told him we would be back after next trip out of town to pick it up.

I was a proud owner of a Nissan Sentra. My very own car.

Allowing me to accompany him on his travels after accepting a new job as VP of a company in Beckley, WV.

I would babysit Brittany on his weekends he had her out of state.

By traveling with Jack, and Brittany alike, I got to see the world. I have been in over 35 states with this man.

Went to Mardi Gras and did so many things and was given so many opportunities many never come by and I am forever grateful.

Jack was young at heart and always wanted to have fun. He had an energy that was entirely his own. He is one of a kind.

With my my troubled childhood, Jack vowed to me one day to find my real family. And if he failed, he, himself would adopt me.

He had a sales trip near the area I was born and took me to start looking.

We met an old editor of a local newspaper in the rural small town of Williams, SC, and ran an article in the paper.

We returned a few months later on a personal trip to go through local court house records to see what information we could find.

It was like finding a needle in a hay stack due to what was public record in SC.

We seen a lot of names I originated from and they were all in the same town of Orangeburg and vicinity.

We went to a old time gas station and asked about my parents and my Father lived across the street and my Mother down the same road.

Jack found my parents and I now have had them in my life since I was 20 years old, I am now 46.

Jack was my “go to”. My if ever in need guy, the man I could always depend on. If I was stressed or needed advice he always had an open ear and an open heart.

I have made many mistakes in my past as most of us do, even Jack, but Jack NEVER one time judged me in any way shape or form. He was always 100%.

Please help Brittany and I raise enough money to help Jack back and give him what he so much deserves.  He had no insurance and we are needing burial expenses. 

The grief alone and and feeling helpless at the same time has created a hole in our hearts.  He deserves so much more than this. 

Jack had been  very sick for some time. He has a cancerous mass in his liver along with a shunt and is experiencing confusion from such high levels of ammonia.

He some how magically drove a truck towing a camper over 13 hours to reach his daughter from Florida to Tennessee, the next morning, our worst fears became a reality. He is very sick and he knew that he was sick and he NEVER told us...NEVER.

He was in critical condition then moved to hospice where he passed away March 25, 2018.

 Any donation, even a dollar would be appreciated to help relieve his family of this financial burden where they may begin to heal from their loss. Thank you.