Carla Daniel
Jack, Jack, Jack. Where do I start Our friendship started the first time that Jack shut the front door on my school bus and I had to climb in the back of the bus just to be able to open it. That was just a start to many of the comical adventures for us. Jack was my friend and co-worker for many years. Over this time, I have sat on a bus and listened to many stories of his life adventures. He loved my goofiness and I loved to make him laugh. He will be greatly missed. My condolences go out to the family.


