Ernest Caldwell Jackson

Memories. I will always remember the visits at Nannie and Grandaddy Jackson's house. Uncle Ernest was always smiling and laughing with us. He would sit and talk with everyone and we all knew it wouldn't be long before he and Grandaddy would be out at the shop working on something. I also remember the visits at the home in Buford and swimming in the pool when we were young. My daughter Samantha and my granddaughter Makenna and I went to visit him and Rose about a year ago and he had not...

Ernest, I am sorry that I never got to meet you. Your daughter Betsy loves you and has so much respect for you. Your daughter is a very kind, loving incredible person. I know that you will be missed, Please check.in on my friend from time to time. I hope you now R.I.P.

Ernest was always nice to me and we had some great conversations and many good laughs. My heart goes out to Rus, Suzy, Ash, and the entire Jackson family.

I sat on for some time knowing that in that small window of time something really momentous had happened, at least for me. My shadow finally caught up with his. Or maybe he slowed down and let me catch up. All I know is Daddy's Girl got to sit quietly in the swing with her Daddy and have his undivided attention, and pure love. That tiny piece of time is a jewel in my life that I won't ever forget. I love you Daddy. Originally written: 6/24/2015 (Father's Day)

These machines are huge as a whole, and when they had to be relocated, they had to be moved using cranes and dollies, and a whole lot of attention to detail and direction. THIS was my daddy's job. He became an expert, because he settles for nothing less. This man, with no experience in this field, became so skilled at what he did that when these machines needed to be moved, the cotton mills would contact the company my daddy worked for and ask for him by name, accepting no one in his place....

Ode to a Hard Working Father By Betsy Jackson Craig, A.K.A. Daddy's 1st Lil' Girl "It's Father's Day. What's on my mind? Well, I miss my Daddy. He no longer lives very close and I can't drive far right now because of health issues. And because he has extensive health issues right now, not to mention his age, he can't drive down here right now. In all actuality he probably never will make this trip again, and that makes me sad. I know he is in the very stormy winter of his life. I hope to be...

Rose, so sorry for your loss, our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. God Bless you all.

Tom and Edna Jackson, Monroe, NC

I love you, Uncle Ernest. I'm so sad. I already miss you. I'm so glad you were my uncle. I know Daddy rushed out to greet you when you arrived. Now you two can swim in ponds, eat fat muscadines, catch fish, dam creeks, climb trees, and have adventures again. I'm glad you're with Dad. But I miss you.