Jack W. Mayer

You were one of the best teachers I ever had. You gave me confidence when I was unsure of myself and my talent. I'll never forget when you let me do spoken word in the cafeteria during a busy lunch. The time you picked me after I auditioned with a sore throat and cold. They day this kid in class played the piano and you just let me jump up there with him and preform infant of a class of about 60 high schoolers. You remained cucumber cool when we were "being kids" and got us focused. You...

I still think about you often my friend, and miss you. I remember the fun times we had had you place in Michigan, for our "Mindless Weekends" with RS Staff; I remember the field trips I accompanied you on with your art class, and thank you for introducing me to so many things in the art world. I miss the Musicals you and your classes used to put on, and after you left, they stopped doing them. You impacted so many lives, and we are the richer for it. Gone too soon. Continue to rest in...

Even before the nudge from Legacy-- Nancy P & I thought about you just these last few days--. Your passion for life, for others remains here on earth as your spirit soars above. Sending you positive energy-- keep on keeping on, Jack.

Today-- A prayer for your continued peace up in the heavens . . . your compassion for others & the arts were embraced by so many. Thinking of you on 2.2.2022 -- .

Always in my heart and mind. So many precious memories, and great times we had at your place. Great conversations about your love for the Arts, and our fight to keep them at RS, and being on the Committee to get that Auditorium built. I still feel it should be named in your honor. Continue to rest well my friend.

Minister VeRita D. Quinn

I am so sorry to hear of Jack's passing. I have fond high school memories. He will be missed...

Was that meteor really you cartwheeling across the sky into Lake Michigan? It seemed so *you* (except for the big show happening when most everyone was asleep).

I think of you as
rain and I as parched earth cracked
beneath cloudless sky

The nearly 1300 blue bottles are safe with me, as well as "It" and a million artefacts. I would give anything to have you back. Remaining on the lookout for Always Every Color and the melody, at night, with you. ...

So sorry to hear of Jacks passing. We were neighbors in Sawyer and loved talking to Jack.. The whole Hull family sends there hearthfelt sympathies..

Sorry to hear of Jack's passing He was such a sweet person, dog lover, artist and pianist. - Pat Mc Carthy Bughman.