Funeral Expenses for Ida Jackson
She leaves behind 8 kids, her husband Roderick Jackson, family in-laws, her mom and 12 brothers and sisters, with many aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews spread far and wide across the coast.
Ida meant a lot to many people. She had friends across the state and all over the west-coast. Dispite some of her hardships, Ida always carried a hearty laugh and a welcoming smile. She loved, deeply and was always ready to drop what she was doing to help anyone out.
She was a hard worker and never complained about anything. She will be sorely missed by many. Any amount of contributions from her friends and family will be much appreciated as we approach the days to her funeral service.
Quyana to all those who have contirbuted through comfort, prayer, and financial contributions.
We don't want to remember her the way it was written. So here's an update.
This article was not what we expected it to be.
The news reporter was sympathetic and kind to us about the sensitive subject. Shawna and I said a lot of good things about Ida that we were positive she’d include in her article. The lady did the complete opposite and we are walking with our heads down in our time of sorrow, more so because of this.
We’re not going to let someone who doesn’t know a thing about Ida have the last say in who she was as a person. After all- this article has the title: “Family remembers woman killed in Anchorage hit-and-run collision” Who would want to remember a loved one the way this article portrays her?
First, no one considered her to have wasted her life to alcohol. She lived a fun filled, and full life! She had friends everywhere!
Ida made her income working 16 hour shifts, every, single, day of the week, all summer long for over 10 years at a fish processing plant in Both Quinhagak and Platinum Alaska. She stood on her feet and had a strong back for hard labor. She’d even do this while 8 months pregnant and never, did anyone hear her complain. She was dedicated, detail oriented, and very smart! She was very good at math and spelling. Ida loved her music and always carried her mp3 player and head phones and worked till her shift was over.
When she had time to spare, you better believe you’d never find her alone. Crowds of people flocked her daily because her happy vibes were contagious. She had jokes and funny stories to share that surely made people laugh. She knew how to connect with people and was always willing to share whatever it was she had in her hands. She didn’t have much to give, but she always gave her time.
Sometimes, Ida would end up in life situations where often, people took advantage of her but she remained kind and humble. When she would tell me the daunting stories of things she’d had to deal with, I would cry for her. She was so strong. Ida didn’t show anyone her weakness. She did, to me though. And when she did, I had always felt like I had just witnessed the brightest beaming of all angels lose her shine, and shed her wings. It tore me apart. But the most amazing part of that was, she’d wipe her tears, dust off her pants, and put one foot in front of the other and say, “I’ll be ok!”
The number one thing Ida was always proud of, which really kept her on her feet, were her children. She loved them more than anyone in the world. If you opened her wallet, the only pictures you’d see in there were of her children and husband. They weren’t together but the love she had for them all was evident. She met my brother when she was 15. She was in my life since I was 2 years old. Since the day she came into our home in Kasigluk, she was immediately accepted as our family. She helped raise my sister and me and after we lost our mother. She taught us everything a woman should know. And if anyone knew Ida and why I’d say this also, is, she taught us everything a man should know too!
Ida loved packing water, chopping wood, making steam baths, maintaining our means of transportation through maintenance and hard labor. She also helped us to subsist as a family. She brought us together. Ida also talked a lot about her brothers and sisters. She was very close to her sister Carrie, and if you had ever seen them together, you can hear them from miles away. Laughing their hearts out.
Ida had the affect on people that made them want her around. When she wasn’t, nothing was ever truly whole. Now that she’s gone, imagine the pain we feel for losing one of the happiest, most humble, hard working people we’ve ever had in our lives. It pains us more than a sore thumb. Like salt rubbed in a wound. To know that the man who killed her may not even serve justice isn’t fair for her children that he gets to live after a night of drinking and killing her. I fear for our family and hers, that justice won’t be served because we all know that when it comes to Native families, not very many people in authority jump to help with prosecution. And with our Native customs and traditions that we live by, it’s taboo to fight back.
Lord have mercy and shower us with blessings. Heaven gained another angel and she’ll be sorely missed.
I’ve created a go-fund me page for Ida so that her husband, and children and other members of her family may lay her to rest and say our final good byes. Expenses from Anchorage to Hooper Bay round trip costs more than it does to go to Hawaii. Please help us, if you can by donating a few dollars to her gofundme account. https://www.gofundme.com/funeral-expenses-for-ida-jackson
And one more thing, please don’t remember Ida as an alcoholic. She was more than that. Thank you everyone.
Thank you once again, for the continued support and donations for Ida. The family is currently working out the logistics of sending her home with her children, husband, and my sister and me. We won't know when her funeral will be until after Tuesday. We can't thank you enough, everyone. Every dollar counts.