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Jacqueline Hodgdon

November 1, 1937 - May 25, 2018

Posted by:
Evelyn Ackerman

Posted on:
June 3, 2018

Sister, We were always together as children. We went to church and school together, we were in Foster Care and different homes together and I thank God for my Sister and that he always kept us together. We are parted now but I will see her again, I love you precious Sister you are my other half I love and will miss you everyday. Peace be with you My Jackie, My Jackie!

Posted by:
Melinda Baldwin

Posted on:
June 3, 2018

Aunt Jackie-- Aunt Jack was what I called you. I remember the sleep overs I had with you and little Jackie when I was a kid. I remember going to the market to pick up groceries for dinner and the games that we played. It was so long ago but I remember those days, I remember your laugh, the card games that we played and the family celebrations. All the talk of the St. Louis Cardinals, back then you couldn't catch that many games on the television. As the years passed by, I remember my kids coming home from vacation with their Grandma ( your sister Ev) and hearing about all that they did, going to the market to get groceries for dinner, going out on a boat, and learning to fish. Although I was not along for those adventures they had with you, uncle Kenny and their Grandma; I knew they were making memories in the same tradition as I did with you, memories that will not be forgotten. I love you Aunt Jack and will never forget you and the memories that we shared Your Niece, Melinda

Posted by:
Jacqueline Dederick

Posted on:
June 1, 2018

Mom, I know what strength, determination, and perseverance are, thanks to you. I also know the meaning of loyalty. I'll always remember that when things were tough, you always made things seem better than they were. You loved clean, and expected honesty. You were never afraid to pull your own weight, never backing off from hard work when necessary. The people you loved knew it, there was no doubt. You were always my biggest fan, telling me often that I could do anything I wanted to do, be anything I wanted to be, and you were always more sure of that than I was. I can't call you anymore, I can't see you anymore, I will miss you for the rest of my life, and I know that God gave me you for a mom for so many reasons, and I am thankful for them all. *** "Mom~I can't repay the lessons that you taught when I was small. Or give you gift for gifts the daily treasures I recall. I can't return encouragement and loving words of praise. In quite the way you did for me through all my childhood days. But there is one gift that I can give. It's all the love you've earned. For love is what you always taught and love is what I learned." (Author unknown) It Is Well with My Soul Horatio G. Spafford, 1873 When peace, like a river, attendeth my way, When sorrows like sea billows roll; Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say, It is well, it is well with my soul. Refrain: It is well with my soul, It is well, it is well with my soul. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come, Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul. My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!— My sin, not in part but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul! For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live: If Jordan above me shall roll, No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul. But, Lord, ’tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait, The sky, not the grave, is our goal; Oh, trump of the angel! Oh, voice of the Lord! Blessed hope, blessed rest of my soul! And Lord, haste the day when the faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul. I love you, Mom. I love you.