School History

/uploadedImages/schools/jacksonroades/about/history1.jpg   Do you ever wonder how Jackson Road Elementary School got its name? You might think it was named after Michael Jackson, the popular singer, or Andrew Jackson, who used to be the president of the United States.

Well, it wasn't. It was named after T. Lamar Jackson and his wife, Elizabeth B. Jackson. A long time ago, they owned a farm just down by the pond near our school. In fact, they owned the pond and most of the land around Jackson Road Elementary School.

To find out more about them and their life, read our book.

/uploadedImages/schools/jacksonroades/about/history3.jpg  T. Lamar Jackson and his wife, Elizabeth B. Jackson, owned the land where our school now stands. Mr. Jackson was a farmer who farmed 66 acres of land around our school. He raised Aberdeen Angus cattle (which are BIG black cows), and also grew crops using methods that were very productive and modern for their time.
/uploadedImages/schools/jacksonroades/about/history4.jpg  Mr. Jackson also sold new cars. He sold touring automobiles that were in style, including one called a Winton, which you probably haven't seen because they're not made anymore.
/uploadedImages/schools/jacksonroades/about/history5.jpg  When Mr. Jackson was a young man, he got shipwrecked on the Canary Islands. When he came back he named his farm Tenerife, which is also the name of the largest of the Canary Islands.
/uploadedImages/schools/jacksonroades/about/history6.jpg  Mrs. Elizabeth B. Jackson lived on the farm in a beautiful white farmhouse with her husband until he died in 1948. After Mr. Jackson died, Mrs. Jackson kept the farm going with help from Nettie King, who did household and garden chores, and a hired man, who did the farming and cared for the cattle.

Mrs. Jackson had a small dog, Nippy, and some other large dogs. Chickens, ducks and other small animals also lived on the farm.


Mrs. Jackson gave money to charities and was very involved with the Methodist Church. Although she and Mr. Jackson never had children, she loved children and was very kind to them. Both Mr. and Mrs. Jackson were very caring people.

Mrs. Jackson died in 1958. After Mr. and Mrs. Jackson died, the farm was put to many different uses, according to their wishes. Mrs. Jackson had wanted some of the farm to go to the Methodist Church for a retirement home for the ministers. Some of the land was turned into the houses you see around the school today. She also wanted some land to be used for children. That land was turned into Jackson Road Elementary School, White Oak Middle School and Martin Luther King Recreation Center.


If Mrs. Jackson were here now to see all this, she would be happy to see how her land is enjoyed by people of all ages.

Brian Phelps is a fourth grade student at Jackson Road Elementary School. He lives down the street from the Jackson farm, in the same house where his mother grew up. Mrs. Phelps remembers one day when one of the Aberdeen Angus cattle escaped and scared her so much that she cried and didn't want to leave the house. To find out what happened next, read Brian's interview with Mrs. Phelps:


Brian: Do you remember the old Jackson farm house?


Linda Phelps: Yes, I do. In fact, I remember one morning when I was in Jr. high school I saw a cow on our front lawn. I think it came from the old Jackson farm.

Brian: How did you feel?

Linda Phelps: You'll never know how shocked I was. There I was on my way to school, I opened the door and this cow was on the front lawn. We had just moved from the city and even though I had seen plenty of cows in books, it's quite a difference seeing one chewing the grass on your front lawn!

Brian: What did you do?

Linda Phelps: I remember I closed the front door and called my mother at work. I think my mom thought I had gone nuts when I told her there was a cow on our front lawn. I was already late for school so I got up my courage and walked past the cow and ran to school.

Brian: Did you see any other animals escape from the farm?

Linda Phelps: The only other animal I can remember was a great sheep dog. Every once in a while he would get loose. He liked to jump on the children and even though he wasn't a mean dog, it still scared me.


We would like to thank Ernest R. Harmon, Mrs. Jackson's family physician, and Linda Phelps, who provided the information for this book. We would also like to thank Chris Doyle and Eleanor Brown, who helped us edit this book.