I was blessed to have Jack as my brother-in-law. He was an amazing husband, father, grand and great grandfather who truly loved his family. He taught me to drive when I was 16 and when I passed my driving test, no one believed it, especially Jack. We had a running donut joke between us. He was not suppose to eat donuts and I caught him with his hand in the donut bin at the grocery store. Jack, I hope you get a platter of donuts each morning in heaven for a life well lived, you deserve them. RIP Love, Karen
