This memorial website was created in the memory of my brother, Jack Briscoe. Jack was born in Visalia, California on April 09, 1955. Less than two years later I came along, his only sibling. Jack was a wonderful big brother, always keeping an eye out on his little sis. We were different in so many ways, but still as close as siblings could be. We had a wonderful mom who loved us so much that it felt like nothing in the world could touch us. And so it was for almost 47 years. Then on March 19th, 2002, Jack died of a sudden and massive heart attack. His big, wonderful heart literally exploded. There was nothing to be done; he was gone before the paramedics arrived.

That was the day that our world changed forever. Even years later it seems unreal. Losing Jack profoundly changed mom and me. In mom's case it broke her heart so badly that within seven months she would join her beloved son in heaven. While I carry a great sadness over losing my mom, I know why she went. She and Jack were as close as mother and son could be. I used to joke that they never really cut the umbilical cord. It brings me some peace to think that they're together somewhere, and waiting for me to join them. For this reason I don't fear death and when my time comes, I'll be so overjoyed to see them again.

Of course Jack didn't just leave me and mom, he had a wife (Mary) and two children, his son Jack J. and daughter Sara. He also had one grandbaby, Adrianna. He now has three granddaughters - Adrianna, Mia and Phoenix.

Although the pain of losing Jack and Mom is still with me, I just want to say that IT REALLY DOES GET EASIER WITH TIME. The day does come that you can let go of your grief and enjoy happy moments again without feeling guilty. You know in your heart that those you loved and lost would want you to be happy.