Beverly A. Jackson, closed her eyes for her final time in this world at 6:45 am, Saturday, December 10, 2022, at the age of 84.

Beverly was born to the late Essie C. Brown and the late Leonard Brown, Sr., on September 24, 1938, in Washington, DC. She was the second child of three who came from this union. She was educated in the Washington DC Public School System and graduated from Margaret Murray Washington Vocational High School in 1956, with a focused study in Cosmetology. While at M.M. Washington, Beverly was very active and involved in many school activities and groups. In a yearbook photo, the following words were inscribed, “Action is the word for Beverly Brown as she bowls in an outdoor physical education class”. She was also one of the three Popular Winners of the Phelps and Washington Vocational and crowned “Miss Washington Vocational”.

Beverly had an early interest in doing hair for both family and friends which propelled her into her studies and further interest in the field of Cosmetology. She was employed and worked early on at Rosetta House of Style with her sister-in-law Allie Mae Myers. She later stretched out on her own as a beautician and Manager and began renting booths throughout the Washington, DC area. The chemicals of perms irritated her, so she focused her abilities on using Vigorol liquid hair relaxer, styling, and hard pressing hair instead. She is known to grow hair on top of the most difficult heads. She used a chemical to strengthen her clients’ hair which she coined “The Brick”, due to the way it would harden a person’s hair during the application process. She added an additional job to her resume by working in the Beauty Supply Store in the Penn & Branch shopping Center as a Consultant-Cashier to assist customers with choosing the correct products for their hair until it became more than she could bare. After leaving retiring from working in the Beauty Shops Brick & Mortar stores, she had a shop area placed within her basement, where she would do the hair of friends and neighbors when requested. This setup later allowed her to have her very close friend and salon owner Marianne Fletcher do her hair when needed. Beverly did hair for over 50 years until her hands and standing would no longer allow it.

As a young child, Beverly was very adventurous and would seek out activities that were not always safe. She would tell the story of how she would walk down to the creek which her mother continually told her to away from. One particular afternoon Beverly made her way to the water and then somehow slipped and fell into it. There was no way for her to hide what had happened so when she goes home her momma gave her a stiff reminder and a punishment for being hard-headed.

Beverly met her husband Thaddeus on Ely Place N.E. at the Jackson barber shop right across the street from her home. Thaddeus’s older brother Willie owned the barber shop where he also worked as a barber. He noticed her walking many days past the shop and one day got the nerve to speak to her and the courtship began. They married in 1959 and from that union three children were born, Stephanie, Quentin, and Lamont. After two years and the birth of their first child, they moved to Southeast DC to their home, where they raised their children. In addition to being a dedicated and loving mother, and doing hair, she loved to travel. She was a traveler with the Grandeurs. Throughout her entire life, she held an unwavering faith in God, which she acted upon on Mother’s Day, when she attended worship with her mother at First Baptist Church of Deanwood and decided to join that church. Years after she began studying with Sister Jacqueline Crim and completing the mail-in study with Sister Janet Goode and only missed one question throughout the series.

Beverly will join in death her mother Essie C. Brown and father Leonard Brown Sr.; her sister Jeannette Brown and brother Leonard Brown who preceded her in death. She leaves to cherish her memories, her children daughter Stephanie Jackson; sons, Quentin Jackson, and Lamont Jackson: niece LaVerne Fenwick, nephew Theodore Brown, god-daughter, Victoria Spriggs; three granddaughters, Brigette Sneed (Akron, Ohio); T’Arya Utley, Triniti Utley and Jayden Jackson of (Glen Burnie, Maryland); and two lifelong friends Cassie and Arlean; a host of other relatives and friends.

Miss Me, But Let Me Go

When I've come to the end of my road, and the sun has set for me.

I want no rights in a gloom-filled room, why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little. - But not too long., not with your heads bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared - Miss me, but let me go!

For this is a journey we all must take. And we each must go alone.

It's all a part of the master's plan., a step on a road to go home….

When you are lonely and sick at heart, go to the friends we know;

And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds. - Miss me, but let me go.

God saw the road was getting rough, the hills were hard to climb.;

He gently closed my eyes and whispered, Peace be Thine

The weary. Hours., the days of pain., the sleepless nights up passed,

The ever-patient, worn-out frame. has found sweet rest at last.

MISS ME, BUT LET ME GO

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