Traci West Jackson

Well, lifes been 'real". Like the old story about sliding into home all wiped out.
For instance, my daughter actually had an audience with the Pope in Rome, 1993 (I rolled pennies for food while she was gone). And, Christmas of 1993, I stood beside our Priest at the Cathedral as a eucharistic minister.
Aunt Wendy is a tiki designer and collector, my brother sold his home to a billionaire and my mother has been managing her properties from in front of a bigscreen.
My two children grew up with things like private school and life in the wilderness of Idaho.
And, I broke up with one of the richer and most influential men in the valley, Thomas R. Becker...that was a trip! all heartbroken and homeless at the end, without food or friendship. I have health issues because of the trauma.
Along the way, I did meet a millionaire who will always be dear to me; lived out in the country with a Seaside condo and Bickleton ranch, spending holidays with my then boyfriends brother, a Microsoft C++ writer. Gotta be willing to go with whomever is offered. Lucky deal.
Well, you get the idea. An eclectic life, like my pics here. Moving along with, and excited by, life.

My father, Jonathan, was the North Medford Highschool Media Specialist.