Frank M. Jackson Obituary

When we moved to Arizona in 1998, we thru Monument Valley with Berniece. I fell in love with the Valley and would go up 3 or 4 times a year to share it with friends. I loved sitting and visiting with Frank and Betty---until the tour busses came, then Frank would leap up onto his horse and go to the overlook. He was so distinguished in his red shirt with his bolo and white hat! My friend Sandi actually

When we moved to Arizona in 1998, we thru Monument Valley with Berniece. I fell in love with the Valley and would go up 3 or 4 times a year to share it with friends. I loved sitting and visiting with Frank and Betty---until the tour busses came, then Frank would leap up onto his horse and go to the overlook. He was so distinguished in his red shirt with his bolo and white hat! My friend Sandi actually got to sit on his horse! She talked about that for YEARS! I particularly remember how gentle he was with a Japanese tourist that was scared of the horse but soooo determined to sit on it! He was a wise man, helped me at a time that I truly needed his skills. I appreciated him. He lives on in my heart and memory.

I remember when I was little receiving gifts & money from my Grampa ((when I would visit during Christmas..)) :') Frank wasnt the Greatest man, but he did what he could to provide for his family & Grandchildren & NOBODY can EVER take his place.. R.I.P. Gramps..

Love,
Lorelei Jackson