Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in Peace Chief John Ollie Jackson. Thank You for your Service and Sacrifice protecting the citizens and children of Breckenridge, Texas.

I Pray for Peace for your Family, Friends and Co-Workers I also Pray that the driver that caused your death forever be pursued by the hounds of hell. May they know no peace on earth or the after-life.

Amen.

Senior Special Agent B.L. Sherwood (Ret)
Port Terminal Railroad Police Houston, Texas

May 7, 2016

Another year has passed and you are still admired and respectfully remembered in the hearts and minds of so many. My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

May 7, 2010

YOU ARE REMREMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

May 7, 2008

Chief--

I was browsing through this site and came upon your listing. While I never knew you personally (you passed about 4 years before my birth), I feel that I did know you to some degree.

You see, I grew up across the street on N. Breckenridge Ave right where your wife lived. "Mrs. Jackson" is all I ever knew her by, and when Dad would take me to the PD/FD on Sundays to "play around" on the fire trucks, I remember vividly visiting & talking to "Mrs. Jackson", who was dispatching.

I know I have said a lot, and nothing at all on this. God had a greater plan for you, Chief, and you were chosen by Him. Please look down upon all of us who are following in your footsteps, and keep us safe in your caring arms.

Thank you for your time and service, Sir.

Sr. Trooper Trey Pellizzari
Texas DPS/Commercial Vehicle Enforcement--Rockwall

December 28, 2006

John Ollie Jackson was my grandfather, and I remember him well from when I was a boy. He was twice elected Sheriff of Stevens County, TX and twice appointed as Chief of Police in Breckenridge, TX. He was killed in the line of duty. He enjoyed personally assisting school children crossing a busy intersection in town, and on Friday, May 7, 1954 he was struck and killed by a drunk driver. He managed to usher the children out of the path of the vehicle before being struck. Ollie was a big, jovial man - over 6'3" tall - and enjoyed playing with his grandchildren. I remember his infectious laugh that whistled deep in his throat, and his big smile that revealed a gold tooth in the back of his mouth.

Russell Hamm
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November 2, 2005