Holly Heather Jackson was born on Thursday, November 17th, 1983 and passed away on Monday, May 6th, 2002 at the age of 18. Holly died from the injuries she encountered from a car accident. She left behind her mother, father and brother, Adam. She was going to go to her Senior Prom the day of the accident. She would have graduated the next month. She was buried in her prom dress. Holly went to grammar school at St. Liborius in Steger, IL. Marion Catholic High School in Chicago Hts, IL. And Boone Grove H. S. in Indiana.
Class of 2002.
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IN LOVING MEMORY OF HOLLY JACKSON
Nov. 17, 1983 ~ May 6, 2002 Please use your seatbelts. Don't have your friends remember you "In Memorium" instead of in the Yearbook. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 7, 2010
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Sometimes I wonder What I could be. If I knew the importance of believing in me. Self-esteem sagging Hoping it won't break. I know the difference I can make. Growing up fast, Days seem to slip by, The stress unbearable, Sometimes I just think "why?" Now I see life's path, The direction I take. My future is clear. Nothing seems fake! By Holly Jackson. LOVE YA BABE, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2004
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Every morning when I wake, I think of all I'd like to take. But then it hits me from behind, That I have nothing left to find. The world is cold, dark and blue, I wonder what I never knew. That when I'm grounded, I am sad, to think of days I'll never have. All alone like the first star, Now I'm wondering where you are. I have looked high and low. Come on let's get ready, 'Cause here we go! The horses are ready, jump on let's ride. My world's wide open, Nothing to hide. Open me up - just look inside. Really, really I've got nothing to hide? By Holly Jackson If wishes were horses... Love, Mom, Dad, and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2005
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Earth Old World Full of junk Always getting worse everyday END By Holly Jackson Loving You Always, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2007
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May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon you face, and the rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 6, 2009
Class of 2002.
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IN LOVING MEMORY OF HOLLY JACKSON
Nov. 17, 1983 ~ May 6, 2002 Please use your seatbelts. Don't have your friends remember you "In Memorium" instead of in the Yearbook. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 7, 2010
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Sometimes I wonder What I could be. If I knew the importance of believing in me. Self-esteem sagging Hoping it won't break. I know the difference I can make. Growing up fast, Days seem to slip by, The stress unbearable, Sometimes I just think "why?" Now I see life's path, The direction I take. My future is clear. Nothing seems fake! By Holly Jackson. LOVE YA BABE, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2004
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Every morning when I wake, I think of all I'd like to take. But then it hits me from behind, That I have nothing left to find. The world is cold, dark and blue, I wonder what I never knew. That when I'm grounded, I am sad, to think of days I'll never have. All alone like the first star, Now I'm wondering where you are. I have looked high and low. Come on let's get ready, 'Cause here we go! The horses are ready, jump on let's ride. My world's wide open, Nothing to hide. Open me up - just look inside. Really, really I've got nothing to hide? By Holly Jackson If wishes were horses... Love, Mom, Dad, and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2005
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Earth Old World Full of junk Always getting worse everyday END By Holly Jackson Loving You Always, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2007
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May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon you face, and the rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 6, 2009
Holly Heather Jackson was born on Thursday, November 17th, 1983 and passed away on Monday, May 6th, 2002 at the age of 18. Holly died from the injuries she encountered from a car accident. She left behind her mother, father and brother, Adam. She was going to go to her Senior Prom the day of the accident. She would have graduated the next month. She was buried in her prom dress. Holly went to grammar school at St. Liborius in Steger, IL. Marion Catholic High School in Chicago Hts, IL. And Boone Grove H. S. in Indiana.
Class of 2002.
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IN LOVING MEMORY OF HOLLY JACKSON
Nov. 17, 1983 ~ May 6, 2002 Please use your seatbelts. Don't have your friends remember you "In Memorium" instead of in the Yearbook. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 7, 2010
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Sometimes I wonder What I could be. If I knew the importance of believing in me. Self-esteem sagging Hoping it won't break. I know the difference I can make. Growing up fast, Days seem to slip by, The stress unbearable, Sometimes I just think "why?" Now I see life's path, The direction I take. My future is clear. Nothing seems fake! By Holly Jackson. LOVE YA BABE, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2004
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Every morning when I wake, I think of all I'd like to take. But then it hits me from behind, That I have nothing left to find. The world is cold, dark and blue, I wonder what I never knew. That when I'm grounded, I am sad, to think of days I'll never have. All alone like the first star, Now I'm wondering where you are. I have looked high and low. Come on let's get ready, 'Cause here we go! The horses are ready, jump on let's ride. My world's wide open, Nothing to hide. Open me up - just look inside. Really, really I've got nothing to hide? By Holly Jackson If wishes were horses... Love, Mom, Dad, and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2005
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Earth Old World Full of junk Always getting worse everyday END By Holly Jackson Loving You Always, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2007
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May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon you face, and the rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 6, 2009
Class of 2002.
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IN LOVING MEMORY OF HOLLY JACKSON
Nov. 17, 1983 ~ May 6, 2002 Please use your seatbelts. Don't have your friends remember you "In Memorium" instead of in the Yearbook. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 7, 2010
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Sometimes I wonder What I could be. If I knew the importance of believing in me. Self-esteem sagging Hoping it won't break. I know the difference I can make. Growing up fast, Days seem to slip by, The stress unbearable, Sometimes I just think "why?" Now I see life's path, The direction I take. My future is clear. Nothing seems fake! By Holly Jackson. LOVE YA BABE, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2004
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Every morning when I wake, I think of all I'd like to take. But then it hits me from behind, That I have nothing left to find. The world is cold, dark and blue, I wonder what I never knew. That when I'm grounded, I am sad, to think of days I'll never have. All alone like the first star, Now I'm wondering where you are. I have looked high and low. Come on let's get ready, 'Cause here we go! The horses are ready, jump on let's ride. My world's wide open, Nothing to hide. Open me up - just look inside. Really, really I've got nothing to hide? By Holly Jackson If wishes were horses... Love, Mom, Dad, and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2005
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Earth Old World Full of junk Always getting worse everyday END By Holly Jackson Loving You Always, Mom, Dad and Adam
Published in The Times on May 6, 2007
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May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon you face, and the rains fall soft upon your fields, And until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand. Love, Mom, Dad, Adam and Brianna
Published in The Times on May 6, 2009
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