LC Jacobs Sr.

A Celebration of Life for LC Jacobs Sr.

October 10, 1952 – August 7, 2025

On October 10, 1952, in Clay County, Georgia, God blessed this world with the life of LC Jacobs Sr, born to Willie James Jacobs and M. L. Thornton.

LC often spoke fondly of his early childhood, growing up alongside his brothers on the farm of his grandparents, Willie D. and Ellie Mae Thornton. Those were the days of hunting in the woods, fishing in quiet creeks, and roaming the countryside in search of whatever adventure they could find. Together, they would pick blackberries and scuppernong grapes, their hands stained with the sweet fruits of the land, their hearts full of laughter and freedom. Those simple country days shaped LC, teaching him to love the outdoors and appreciate the beauty of God's creation.

Raised by his loving mother and devoted stepfather, Charlie James Wiggins Sr, LC learned early what it meant to work hard, to press through trials, and to care for family. His mother, with strength and vision, turned her own home into a hair salon, showing her children that with determination and faith, you can build something beautiful right where you are.

LC carried that same spirit throughout his life. He married Bevelon Cobb, and from that union came six children: Sabrina, LC Jr., Teresa (who preceded him in death), Bevelon, Eric, and Derrick(whopreceded him in death). He provided for them with his hands and his heart, working for many years at US Sugar and others sugarcane farms. Even when a back injury ended his time there, LC did not give up-he found new ways to care for his family through his two passions: fishing and yard work. LC loved the outdoors. Whether hunting rabbits in the sugarcane fields, catching soft-shell and alligator turtles, or casting his line for saltwater and freshwater fish, he found peace and purpose in God's creation. He often turned his catches into provision, selling what he caught to help support his family. When the opportunity came, LC moved to Tampa, Florida, to be near his beloved grandparents Jessie and Missouri Jacobs and their family. There, he found a new chapter of his life and met his soul mate, Lindsey Chandler Worthen and her children, Allie Harris, Kiersten Harris, Zoie Ferril and Kyler Ferril. Those who knew LC knew his unique way of living-he loved the simple life so much that for years he made his home in a generator-powered tent, complete with a TV, microwave, refrigerator, stove, heater, and cooling. It was his little sanctuary, his way of being close to the outdoors he loved so much. Only when his health began to decline did he leave that tent for an apartment.

LC shared a close bond with his maternal siblings: Jimmie Lee Jacobs (Annie), Charlie James Wiggins (Juanita), and Mary Ann Addison (Edwin). His aunts-Mary Thornton, Beatrice Luckett, and Daisy Bell Edwards-stood by him and encouraged him regularly through life's challenges. He also had a favorite fishing partner, his cousin Willie C. Thornton, who shared in many of those quiet moments by the water and his favorite niece Precious Atkins.

LC shared many good times with his paternal siblings: Willie Mae Jacobs, Herbert Jacobs, Herman Jacobs (Patty), Willie James Jacobs Jr (Josie), Christopher Jacobs and his aunts Martha Ruth Donnell, Rosie Louise Abrams and Rosettia Anna Jacobs and a legacy of many grandchildren and great grandchildren, as well as a host of niece, nephews, cousins, and friends who loved him dearly.

LC was a man of faith, a faithful member of Several Churches in Tampa. He leaned on his faith in hard times, knowing that no matter the storm, God was his strength.

Today, we don't just mourn LC-we celebrate him. We celebrate his determination, his resilience, his love for family, and his unwavering faith. He taught us that true success isn't found in titles or possessions, but in how you love, how you work, and how you keep your faith in God through it all. As the Apostle Paul wrote in 2 Timothy 4:7, "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." That is LC's testimony.

So we say, well done, LC. You have run your race, and now you rest in the arms of your Savior.