JACKSON MILTON JACKSON, JR. “Billy” Suddenly passed away at the Veterans Hospital in Washington, DC on Tuesday, July 20, 2010. Services will be held in the Chapel of the Briscoe-Tonic Funeral Home, 2294 Old Washington Road, Waldorf, MD. Viewing at 9 a.m. and Services at 10 a.m. on Monday, July 26, 2010. Interment Quantico Cemetery.
Rest in peace, ” Mr. Bill” You were my buddy and like a father figure to me.
Truly, you will be missed……
Nathan “Nate” Rones
To The Jackson Family:
Although I did not personally know Mr. Milton Jackson Jr., I want to sincerely express my deepest and heartfelt sympathy to your family. No doubt the loss of such a dearly beloved one is felt by many. Please accept my condolences and these words of hope and encouragement.
We want to live, and we want to enjoy life with those we love. It is only natural that we yearn to see our dead loved ones again. How would you feel if you knew that a reunion with your loved ones was possible right here on earth under the best of conditions?
The Bible holds out a wonderful hope for the future and teaches that most people who have died will be resurrected right here on earth under the best of conditions where sickness, death, and even old age will be no more. (Rev. 21:3,4)
Jesus promised that “those in the memorial tombs will…come out.” (John 5:28,29) In harmony with God’s original purpose, those resurrected as humans will have the grand opportunity to live on a paradise earth. (Luke 23:43) This promised future includes perfect health and everlasting life for obedient humans. The Bible also says: “The righteous themselves will possess the earth, and they will reside forever upon it.” – Psalm 37:29.
I hope you and your family will find comfort in these words contained in God’s Word the Bible because they are faithful and true. May the God of Love and Comfort keep you in his loving care during this difficult time. –
2 Cor. 1:3-5
Tawana Anderson-Parker
brown2173@bellsouth.net
There’s a space along the side walk, and along the curb, as passers-by, who missed you began to get the word. Your greetings were always friendly for every single one, be they, man, woman, child, black, white or any other race or creed; it did not matter to you. You asked for cigarettes, and you gave yours away as well, so, the neighbors have built a shrine in your “memory” in the area you use to dwell. Bill is what many around here called you, and didn’t even know you name, but this we know about you, you loved your fellowman!
Submitted in behalf of all those who lived on Fort Totten Drive, N.E., and those walking through on their way to metro,
Pig and Ms. Rosa of Washington, DC