
Hey Mr.Jackson i already missed u when i moved to Atlanta but now it will be a different miss,you were my first baseball coach for the White Sox those were the days with u and David,i was always welcome in your house no matter what and i always loved it when you called me your son mater of fact you wouldnt call me Fred nomore ,you would always say whos that at the door or on the phone,oh thats my son FRED.Well i know ur in a better place so may u rest in peace and oh ya tell my mom i said hi up there and i love her,also I love you to Mr. J. peace POPS