IN MEMORY

Jacqueline Crocker

Jacqueline M. Crocker, 66, of Lincoln died in the company of her loving husband Jim at Bryan LGH East Medical Center on July 25, 2019. Jacque was born August 9, 1952 to William & Loretta (Ayres) Crocker in Nelsonville, Ohio. Jacque was always up for adventures with her lifelong friends from Junior High School, whether that involved sneaking across the creek into the Nebraska State Fair, walking out to Pioneers Park to go horseback riding, or joining the circus for a time. When she broke her back she didn't let it stop her, launching herself into a career as a baker and, as the demands of that career path grew too great, pursuing and obtaining a business degree from UNL and a Master of Public Administration from UNO. She was disciplined and determined in her exercise regime to regain and retain mobility, and practiced Tai Chi all her life.

Jacque's enthusiasm led her to try a variety of jobs, from working at a women's shelter in Nebraska to law office work in Florida and work at the Secretary of State's office and Library Commission to HR work with state corrections. She was an avid reader and also volunteered her time at the People's Health Center in Lincoln. She loved her husband, Jim, with all her heart, and it broke her heart when complications from ALS put her in the hospital for the last time only 2 weeks before her 67th birthday.

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11/27/20 12:03 PM #1    

Kathleen Healy (Morris)

Jacque was one of my two best friends since 8th grade. We stayed friends all our lives, and tried to have lunch together at least once a month. She was a beautiful and upbeat person, and didn't let knowledge of her familial ALS ever bring her down. I was lucky to spend some time with her when we visited Nebraska the summer before she died.

Jacque thought it was a hoot one year in high school to enter the Betty Crocker cooking contest and win it!  

Whoever thought it was a good idea to schedule physiology class right before lunch was a monster. Jacque and I were lab partners, and our hands always smelled of pickled foetal pig when we tried to eat.


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