Shadowboxes

Jerry Hicks Jr. died on June 1st, 2018, at the age of 54. Jerry was a very genuine, caring all around great son, brother, husband, father and grandpa. He loved his family dearly and would always lend a helping hand or even share a laugh or two if that’s what was needed. Jerry had a way of brightening up gloomy days with his silly jokes or his dance moves he often did when he was playing around.

Jerry had many hobbies and interests and could fix almost anything. He loved tinkering with anything that had a motor. Mowing his grass every Saturday morning; there was no one else who could do it just the way Jerry did (“perfect”).

Anyone who knew Jerry knew he could be counted on for almost anything and loved spending days off relaxing or spending time with his family. He had a very special bond with his two grandkids, and as they grew up, his support was always there for them in whatever they did, whether it was him being with his grandson at the soccer field or sitting countless hours watching his granddaughter rodeo with her horses. Jerry’s memory has been carried on in many ways with different sporting events.

The items picked to represent Jerry describe him very well. His favorite necktie he wore at least three days out of the five work weeks. Jerry worked on copy/fax machines for over 32 years. He was always counted on to do any repair. He loved the challenging ones that had seen better days. The customers always enjoyed his great work ethic, and he always did it with a smile.

The coffee cup with the picture of his grandkids became his favorite after receiving it as a gift because it was so special. “123” was unique as “12” was his granddaughter’s age and “3” being his grandson’s age and the combo like that don’t happen very often.

The fishing pole/fish shows Jerry’s love for fishing. Any chance Jerru got to go, he was gone on a bank all night catfishing with buddies on his boat, trolling around lakes.

Jerry’s favorite t-shirt was so thin and worn out, but he loved it, and he loved anything camo, that had to do with hunting.

The guitar resembles his love for playing with his buddies growing up and then playing for countless years for his high school sweetheart/wife of 35 years. He continued to play for his only daughter to sleep at night. His love for the guitar brightened more when he started to teach his grandkids to play. Today his grandson plays guitar. Jerry was one sweet guy, and that led to the last package of peanut M&M’s wrapper he ate that represents him in this shadowbox.

Jerry was a hero.