Stephanie Heaton
My earliest memory of Uncle Jack is riding on the front of his dirt bike through the hills of rural Nevada.
Some of my favorite memories have been from the past 2 years while taking my son to visit Uncle Jack. Those two had the sweetest bond! Whether we were having lunch, exercising, or just walking around - these two would tease each other and both had a smile on their face. I'm forever grateful that I took the opportunity to be closer to him over the past few years. We will miss him dearly!