Daniel L. Jackson

RIH Uncle Dan I will hold you in my heart forever. Love your Niece Faye “ONE DAY AT A TIME “

I have so many wonderful memories with you uncle Dan. From you christianing me as your godchild when I was little girl. And as a kid we always came over to visit you and auntie Sandra when you stayed in Baton Rouge….we had so much fun. To when we took that long bus trip with all the family to Boston, MA to see auntie Bernice graduate from Harvard. We all were so excited to visit you in San Antonio, Texas everytime we came….you made sure we had a good time. We couldn’t wait to see you when you came to visit me and my family in Stone Mountain, Georgia and taking that scarey ride to the top of mountain to see the city. And traveling with you and my kids to Disney World…it was a long drive but you made it so fun. And whenever you came home for family reunions or cookouts or just to visit…we didn’t want you to leave. There are so many hilarious memories at moms house that I can’t even speak about. We always had a good time and you made every day worth your stay. I will forever love you and keep you in my heart. Rest in Peace Uncle Dan. Your godchild Becky

Wow Becky so Beautiful yes Great Memories with Dan you said it all Becky will miss Dan.

I will forever cherish his memory and hold them close to my heart. He was the fun uncle who made you laugh and I made him laugh. His heart was as big as our eyes could see. Giving unconditionally and never asking for anything in return. My memories of him as a little girl was his beloved cutlass supreme with ragtop and mag wheels. His love for ice cream that I shared along with him. His comic book collection. Earth, Wind and Fire and all funk bands in the 70s. Barbara Dan and Bernice were collectively known as “boy”. And those painful times when he would grab my foot and pop all of my toes and leave them burning in pain. My memories of him as an adult was his generous heart. When he came around he made sure everyone had what they need to have a good time. For family cookouts, he spared no expense on crawfish. Mind you he didn’t eat crawfish tail. When we visited him in San Antonio he paid for our meals and passes to the amusement parks. Uncle Dan lived his life to the fullest. He left with no regrets. There was nothing he could not or did not do. If he wanted it he worked hard to for it. If he wanted to do it he made sure he was able to. And if you needed him he would always come through. My dear uncle, I will miss you not just for your generosity but for you being you.

I will always and forever remember Daniel as a man of God, a warrior of God, a music man who could play anything on a guitar and a sweet sweet soul. May his memory be eternal and may he rest in person. Sing with the angels, Daniel.