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Betty Ruth Jackson of Irving, Texas, passed away on Oct. 15, 2014, at the age of 66. Betty was born on Aug. 3, 1948, to Walter William Jackson and Laura Katherine (Dooley) Jackson in Newton. She was from a large family of four brothers and three sisters.
Betty joined the United States Army in 1968 where she was part of the Women's Army Corp as a photographer at Camp David. She completed her basic training at Ft. McClellan, Alabama.
After her time in the Army, Betty later worked with Riverside Press, Corporate Air and was the Founder and Co-President of Trinity Air Express. Betty had a great love for her cats and worked closely with the Irving Animal Control Rescue and the Cat Colony Program.
Betty was loved and cared for by all but a special thank you to her nephew, Chris Jackson, and spouse, Don Justen, for the time and love shown to Betty.
Betty was preceded in death by her parents; three brothers, Bobby Jackson, Johnny Jackson and Andrew William Jackson; and one sister, Lou Jean (Tucker) Gilmore.
Betty is survived by her brother, James Jackson and wife, Sally of Newton; sister, Laura (Jackson) Newton and husband, Jimmy of Denton, Texas; sister, Susie (Tucker) Larkens and husband, Paul of Atoka, Oklahoma; brother-in-law, Allen Gilmore of Haslet, Texas; Betty's roommate and friend, Frank Salinas; and numerous nephews, nieces, great-nephews, great-nieces and great-great-nieces.
In lieu of flowers please send a donation in Betty's name to City of Irving Animal Control.
Published in The Kansan from Oct. 31 to Nov. 2, 2014
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Barbara Smith
Betty was a quit. Perso buut she lways smiled back and when we had home ec together we were in several groups together may her family all be. BlessedBrenda Drake (Anderson)
I remember Betty fondly. She was a no nonsense girl, but I think she was a very warm and helpful person. I appreciate her serving our country.
Brenda Drake Anderson
Vickie Yotter (Moore)
I remember Betty too with fond memories. She was indeed a no nonsense person but friendly and one heck of a baseball player. Many thanks to Betty for serving our country.
Vickie Yotter Moore
Maureen Koehn (Fast)
I remember Betty from gym class, which is the only class I recall we took together. I totally agree she was nice, and her no nonsense times were what probably carried her through her duties for our country. She seemed so capable in all the atheletic gym activities and I was in awe. Praying for comfort for the family.
Connie Hale (Rhodes)
My Classmate and Friend Betty
The first time I met Betty was 9th grade gym class at Chisholm.
Betty fell and broke her wrist during a horse vaulting exercise and when I went over to help our friendship started. She always had kind words and a smile for me. In high-school we only had one class together “shop” over in the industrial building. This was the first year offered to girls, but after a smoking and trashcan fire incident in the girl’s bathroom… it was also the last year offered for a long time.
I had not seen Betty for years, but was able to reconnect during our last reunion. Betty had endured and suffered many heart attaches and hospital stays and all too soon her heart problems escalated so that she could no longer travel. However, during her last few hometown visits I enjoyed our short times together. She openly shared her love for Lord, her thoughts about forgiveness, her deepest faith, and her feelings about facing death.
Betty knew her life was on a day-to-day peril but stubbornly kept going taking one day at a time in her stride doing what she could. She had a big tender heart for stray & unwanted cats. She told me that through her own personal experiences she could relate and understand the need to be loved and accepted. So she opened her wallet, her home, and her life to protect and giving hope to the hopeless.
I got a phone call from Betty this summer to bid me a hello and update on her heart condition which was not encouraging. She continued to have a positive and direct attitude about her earthy life coming to a close. However, it was hard to bid each other farewell and giggle about seeing each other again at those pearly gates, but to hang-up and be disconnected was so silent… leaving me alone with my personal thoughts, feelings, and mixed emotions. Life is precious. God does not promise a safe and easy passage, but He does promise a safe landing. I know that Betty landed softly in the arms of Jesus and it was everything she envisioned it would be.