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 Eve of 1993, I stood beside our Priest at the Cathedral in NW Portland as a eucharistic minister.
Aunt Wendy is a tiki designer and collector, my brother sold his home to a billionaire and my mother manages 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.

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

I was busy with disco, a baby and then college at sosc directly after mid-highschool. Now, i would like to relocate back to Medford, a work in progress.