Louis Oliver Jacobs Jr.
October 26, 1932 – November 1, 2019
It is with sadness that the family of Louis Oliver Jacobs, Jr. announces his passing on November 1, 2019. He passed away peacefully after a short battle with cancer and spent his final days surrounded by family and friends at the home of his companion, Helen.
Louis was born on October 26, 1932 in Washington, D.C. to Louis, Sr. and Irene Jacobs. He grew up in Arlington, Virginia with his three sisters, Shirley, Thelma, and Barbara, where he played football at Washington and Lee High School. After graduation he joined the Army, serving his country in the Korean War. Upon returning home he began working for Arlington Printers & Stationers. He was a dedicated employee for 44 years, retiring as a Master Printer.
He was married to Margaret "Peggy" Rowe and raised two children, Lori and Larry, in Manassas Park, Virginia. Peggy loved to cook and always made sure Louis never had a bad meal.
Louis was known to many as an all-around good guy, who was hardworking, loyal, and someone who always finished what he started. In his spare time, he enjoyed long car rides in the country and trips to Virginia Beach, Williamsburg, and Nags Head. He also loved model trains, his pet dogs, westerns and rooting for Washington, D.C. sports teams.
Louis is preceded in death by his wife, Peggy, his father, Louis, Sr., his mother, Irene, and his sisters, Shirley and Thelma. He is survived by his children, Lori and Larry, his sister, Barbara, his grandchildren, Evan, Janelle, Stephanie, and Tyler, and his great-grandchildren, Jacob, Jase, Julie, and Isaiah.
A visitation will be held at National Funeral Home on Saturday, November 9th, 2019 at 10:00 a.m. followed by a funeral service at 12:00 p.m. Flowers may be sent to 7482 Lee Highway, Falls Church, VA 22042.
- Visitation Saturday, November 9, 2019
- Funeral Service Saturday, November 9, 2019
- Graveside Service Saturday, November 9, 2019
- Reception Saturday, November 9, 2019
Louis Oliver Jacobs Jr.
November 3, 2019
Louis's passing leaves an unfillable void in our neighborhood. He was one of a private cadre of people who had lived together in separate homes for decades.
Daily, until he was no longer able, Louis would take long walks alone with his walking stick, eventually being accompanied by his beloved corgi, then joined by his partner and love Helen.
Some time after his wife Peggy's passing, I remember watching Louis and Helen start their second chapters quietly strolling together, eventually holding hands, past my picture window--a sight that filled me with hope and intrigue.
Louis was dignified up to the end, getting to see the Nationals win the World Series comfortably from home.
I will never be able to articulate how much I appreciated Louis nonjudgmental help to me and my family during tough times. I especially appreciated his propensity for not feeling the need to give advice or fill quiet moments with noise for the sake of hearing himself talk. Still waters run deep.
The world was richer for having Louis in it. The house across the street from mine will always be Mr. Jacobs's house.