I first met John Jackson about 1976 or 1977 at small festival at the Chelsea House in Brattleboro, VT and was hooked on him. He was a gem. I went to see him as often as I could and will remember him with the same fondness and esteem that I remember other blues greats like John Hurt and Jesse Fuller. I treasure the times I was in his presence and will always be a John Jackson fan. For those that never had the opportunity to see him in person you missed one of the great experiences in life. I join the many who will miss John Jackson, the man, and his music. I am truly saddened by his passing. Keep singing and playing, John. Safe home.