Jack Admire
October 13, 1956 — April 21, 2015
Jack Nathan Admire passed from this life on Tuesday, April 21, 2015 after a courageous fight with cancer. He was born on Saturday, October 13, 1956 in St. Louis, Missouri to Rose Gaines and Nathan Admire.
Jack spent his life serving others; as a paratrooper in the United States Army; as a counselor, for many years, at Anacapa Hospital in California; and as a Deputy Sheriff for St. Tammany Parish, until his retirement in 2012.
After retiring, Jack traveled with his wife, Kristi, working as an insurance adjuster.
Jack leaves behind his best friend and devoted wife of 14 years, Kristi Moore Admire; two children, Kelsey and Christian Admire; two stepchildren, Matthew and Taylor Hatcher; mother-in-law, Martha Moore; brother-in-law, Shane Moore; a niece; two nephews; and lifelong friends, Tim Thompson, Mark Mallard, Jim Tompkins, and Philip Norman. Also survived by his brothers in blue .
He was preceded in death by his parents, Rose Gaines and Nathan J. Admire.
Relatives and friends are invited to attend the Celebration of Jack’s Life in the Chapel of Bagnell & Son Funeral Home, 75212 Lee Road, Covington, LA 70435 on Monday evening, April 27, 2015 at 7:00 pm. Visitation from 5:00 pm until service time.
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to Hospice of St. Tammany and the American Cancer Society .
The Final Inspection Author Unknown The policeman stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining. Just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To My church have you been true?" The policeman squared his shoulders and said, "No, Lord, I guess I ain't, Because those of us who carry badges can't always be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough, and sometimes I've been violent, Because the streets are awfully tough. But I never took a penny, That wasn't mine to keep.... Though I worked a lot of overtime When the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears. I know I don't deserve a place Among the people here. They never wanted me around Except to calm their fear. If you've a place for me here, Lord, It needn't be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don't.....I'll understand. There was silence all around the throne Where the saints had often trod. As the policeman waited quietly, For the judgement of his God. "Step forward now, policeman, You've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets, You've done your time in hell."