Brothers & Sisters

Local 2088, Tukwila, regrets to announce the death of Brother John 'Jack" Hagberg II. Jack died of leukemia on February 20, 1998 at his parents' home in Burien. He was 40 years old. He is survived by his wife, Joyceanne; children Mikaela Kim-Catherine and John III of Skyway and Arica Lynn of Issaquah; his mother, Thelma Hagberg of Burien, and his sister Marilyn Hagberg of Des Moines. He is also survived by David Bowman of Bainbridge Island, Angela Horiuchi of Kent, Robin Bowman of Mercer Island and Erik Bowman of Los Angeles, as well as four grandchildren. His father, John Hagberg, died in 1987 and his sister, Nancy Hagberg, died in 1997.
Jack served 25 years in public service as a fire fighter and in emergency medical services for the City of Tukwila and King County Fire Districts 1 and 2, and Shepard EMT and Rescue ambulance companies. He was a member of the U.S. Federal Emergency Management Agency rescue team, International Association of Fire Fighters Local 2088, and the Washington State Council of Fire Fighters. Jack and his father were founding members of Boy Scout Explorer Post 911.
He was born on December 23,1957, in Wichita, Kansas, having lived in Seattle since 1959. On March 21, 1981, he married to Joyceanne Thrash. Funeral services were held on February 26th at St. James Cathedral in Seattle. A procession followed, with burial at Washington Memorial/Bonney Watson.
Jack's fellow fire fighters suggest donations for his childrens educaion be made to the IAFF John Hagberg Fund, P.O. Box 69104, SeaTac, WA 98168-1104

TUKWILA'S SON

by J. Johnson
The drummers played their drums;
     The bagpipes sang their dirge;
As our friend and brother;
     Was lowered into the earth.
Stoic sentinels stood;
     Resplendent in dark blue.
On the cheeks of chiseled faces;
     Flowed a tear or two.
Our memories hastened back;
     To happier days before;
When Jack had no illness;
     And worked at A-54.
Our friend Jack loved his family;
     His wife and his kids.
He spoke of them fondly;
     And the many things they did.
Our friend Jack loved his job;
      The ladder and the teams.
He immersed himself in training;
     To meet our department's needs.
Our friend Jack loved his coworkers;
     The men from his shift, "A".
He had happy memories;
     And laughter every day.
Our friend Jack loved lattes;
     Steaks, cigarettes, and Cokes.
Sometimes he slept kinda funny;
     About which we would joke.
Who would have thought at such times;
     That awful news would come?
That an enemy unseen;
     Would snatch away Tukwila's Son.
Though our brothers held Jack tightly;
     Trying to shield him from harm;
His time indeed did come;
     He answered his last alarm.
With courage that was undaunted;
     With strength and high resolve;
Jack entered eternity;
     And awaits our final call.
And God, when my time comes;
     There's one thing I'd like to pray;
Please give me a bunch of friends;
     Like You did for Jack on shift "A".
Well done A-Shift. And all of Tukwila Fire Department.
       You have encountered difficult circumstances.
And excelled.