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OBITUARY Ever so gently, like a soothing breeze, on April 9, 2005, our son, husband, father and friend, Timothy V. Jackson heeded God’s call and rested his burdens forever. Deacon Tim Jackson was born on March 23, 1973 to Lula Clarke and Robert Carroll in Richmond, Virginia. At an early age, he began his spiritual journey and was baptized at the Hollywood Baptist Church on September 18, 1983. He later joined the Union Outreach Fellowship Church in Farmville on Mother’s Day, 1998 where he remained a faithful member. Tim was a member of the Diaconate ministry and in charge of the church’s sound system. He was educated in the Powhatan County School System. He was united in holy matrimony to Lalita Robinson on May 31, 1997. He leaves to cherish his memory, his wife, Minister Lalita Jackson, three sons, Timothy Jackson, Jr., Christian Jackson, and DeAngelo Jackson; his mother and step-father Lula and Richard Clark; his father, Robert Carroll, Grandparents, Robert and Inez Scruggs and Isabelle Jackson; mother-in-law, Diane Robinson; father-in-law, James Robinson; one brother, Gerome Sims; one sister, Kyra Shelton; two brothers-in-law, James and Michael Robinson; seven aunts, Naomi Perkins (Frank), Mary Jackson, Eloise Lopez (Carlos), Catherine Goode (Melvin), Debra Jackson, Ruth Jackson and Debbie Woodson; one aunt preceded him in death, Diane Nash; eight uncles, Vincent (Gail), Edward, Everette, and Leon Jackson, Robert Scruggs, Jr., Malcolm Scruggs (Annette), Henry Carroll (Carolyn) and Harold Nash; God-Parents Apostle James and Bishop Pamela Spence; a host of cousins, one devoted Torrie Morris, and a host of other relatives and friends. “Buster” as he was fondly known was a loving and kind “Gentle Giant” always seen with a smile on his face. His life impacted so many people. He will be greatly missed by all and taking the words from his favorite song, He has got his mansion there. To be continued. . . . * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I’M FREE Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free I could not stay another day Perhaps my time seemed all to brief If my parting has left a void, Be not burdened with times of sorrow, Lovingly submitted by the family Reprinted by Permission |