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In 1969 at the age of three, I begun exercising with Jack and my mom in our living room in Missouri. I remember loving the moments I had with mom and moving around as we both got fit.
Today, at 42, I am a health and fitness professional who have led fitness classes, nutrition programs and I use the Jack Lalanne juicer regularly. In fact, I am taking one to my family in Colombia, South America next month!
Thanks for being such an awesome role model, along with your wife. My husband and I admire your commitment to adding health to life in all areas :0)
I was born in 1955, just turned 54 yrs. old. My favorite show as a child wasn’t what one might imagine when you think about all of the wholesome entertaining shows on at the time. My favorite show was the Jack Lalane show. I would attempt to do all the excercises with him daily. As I grew older I was a decent athelete, I became a powerlifter and a bodybuilder. Oneday I kind of woke up and realized that I had gotten away from fitness. I had numerous constant aches and pains from to much heavy weight training and other ailments that I just associated with age. I’m about 6 ft. tall and I got close to tipping the scale at around 300 lbs. I found some old photos of my self before I ever started weight training and realized how I looked incredibaly fit. So I started excercising again with just body weight excercises in many variations. I remembered how I used to excercise with Jack and his television show and the memories just came rolling back. I might use some light dumbbells (25-30 lbs) from time to time but 95% of my work outs are body weight excercises. I have reinvented myself as a 54 yr old man. I don’t feel 54 yrs old at all. Today I weigh 230, and feel awesome. My theory on foods are to keep them to one ingrediant selections. I make it a point to do some sort of push-up, pull-up, body weight squat or calesentic exercise daily. I have a 21 yr. old son that I often challenge to push-up contests. No competition at all. I’ll have 50 completed while he’s struggling to do 10.
Well, I’ve said all of that to say this, Thank you Jack. Thank you for making a difference in my life. There is just no one to pick up where you left off. I don’t even know if a show like yours could make it in todays daily programming. I have given some thought to creating a show similar to yours on a local station here in Okc., but the people I spoken with don’t belive it would work.
As I was saying, you’ve made a profound difference in my life, I consider you a role model and a mentor even though we’ve never met. All the best! God bless.
Dear Jack, I just learned of your recent hospitalization and I’m sending special prayers for you and Elaine. I grew up in Santa Rosa just down the street from your mom on Brittain Lane. I, along with most of the neighborhood kids, picked prunes for your mother each summer for the money we needed for school clothes. 25 cents a box; sometimes even 30 cents. Hard to believe now, isn’t it? I remember one year in particular when the opening day of school was postponed for a week or so until all of the prune crops were in. Boy, did we feel important. (I think we probably thought we were the only kids picking prunes in the whole county.) Well, your mother was just a wonderful person. She was stern with us little ones when she needed to be, but she was always fair and just, and I remember her being particularly kind to me. I have always felt that when as a child I needed a helping hand the most, God blessed me by putting your mother and her “Saturday Church School” into my life. Your mom profoundly influenced my life, as along with all of the kindnesses she showed me, she frequently held “Saturday Church School” for us at her farm. I have never forgotten the bible stories and bible lessons she taught us, and they have served me well during my life. Once when I memorized a particularly difficult passage, your mother gifted me with a special prize: two lovely little lavender glass vases, which I have treasured all these years. As I write this to you, my little vases are sitting on my bedroom dresser as they have been all these long years. To me, they are priceless. I recall that back in the early fifties your daughters would come to visit in the summertime and sometimes a few of us neighborhood kids would get invited over to visit with your girls; I remember how nice they were. I remember another time when all of us were working in the orchard (your mother right alongside us, of course — what a worker she was!) and one of your uncle’s (Henry?) barn cats sneaked into the kitchen and ate most of what was to have been your mother and uncle’s lunch or dinner — a vegetarian loaf she had prepared which was cooling on the counter — boy, was your mom mad!! I don’t know who she was maddest at — the cat or your uncle for leaving the door ajar so the cat got into the kitchen. Your mom would talk of you, and I remember how proud she was of you and your family and the work you were doing. How proud she must be for all you have accomplished, for the role model you have been and continue to be for so many, many others. To think that such a tiny but very spirited woman would have a son who would influence the world in so many positive ways. I know that she is smiling down on us as I write this. I’ve always believed that God blessed us in the neighborhood by placing your mother in the midst of us, for there were many of us who needed guidance and kindness in our lives. And then God blessed you with this wonderful gift of inspiring people to do better and to be better, and you have not wasted that gift. Thank you for your lifelong commitment to getting us up off the sofa, to exercising, to eating well, to living better lives. God bless you, Elaine and your family as you continue to improve each day. Best wishes, Sharron Riggs
In 1969 at the age of three, I begun exercising with Jack and my mom in our living room in Missouri. I remember loving the moments I had with mom and moving around as we both got fit.
Today, at 42, I am a health and fitness professional who have led fitness classes, nutrition programs and I use the Jack Lalanne juicer regularly. In fact, I am taking one to my family in Colombia, South America next month!
Thanks for being such an awesome role model, along with your wife. My husband and I admire your commitment to adding health to life in all areas :0)
I was born in 1955, just turned 54 yrs. old. My favorite show as a child wasn’t what one might imagine when you think about all of the wholesome entertaining shows on at the time. My favorite show was the Jack Lalane show. I would attempt to do all the excercises with him daily. As I grew older I was a decent athelete, I became a powerlifter and a bodybuilder. Oneday I kind of woke up and realized that I had gotten away from fitness. I had numerous constant aches and pains from to much heavy weight training and other ailments that I just associated with age. I’m about 6 ft. tall and I got close to tipping the scale at around 300 lbs. I found some old photos of my self before I ever started weight training and realized how I looked incredibaly fit. So I started excercising again with just body weight excercises in many variations. I remembered how I used to excercise with Jack and his television show and the memories just came rolling back. I might use some light dumbbells (25-30 lbs) from time to time but 95% of my work outs are body weight excercises. I have reinvented myself as a 54 yr old man. I don’t feel 54 yrs old at all. Today I weigh 230, and feel awesome. My theory on foods are to keep them to one ingrediant selections. I make it a point to do some sort of push-up, pull-up, body weight squat or calesentic exercise daily. I have a 21 yr. old son that I often challenge to push-up contests. No competition at all. I’ll have 50 completed while he’s struggling to do 10.
Well, I’ve said all of that to say this, Thank you Jack. Thank you for making a difference in my life. There is just no one to pick up where you left off. I don’t even know if a show like yours could make it in todays daily programming. I have given some thought to creating a show similar to yours on a local station here in Okc., but the people I spoken with don’t belive it would work.
As I was saying, you’ve made a profound difference in my life, I consider you a role model and a mentor even though we’ve never met. All the best! God bless.
Dear Jack, I just learned of your recent hospitalization and I’m sending special prayers for you and Elaine. I grew up in Santa Rosa just down the street from your mom on Brittain Lane. I, along with most of the neighborhood kids, picked prunes for your mother each summer for the money we needed for school clothes. 25 cents a box; sometimes even 30 cents. Hard to believe now, isn’t it? I remember one year in particular when the opening day of school was postponed for a week or so until all of the prune crops were in. Boy, did we feel important. (I think we probably thought we were the only kids picking prunes in the whole county.) Well, your mother was just a wonderful person. She was stern with us little ones when she needed to be, but she was always fair and just, and I remember her being particularly kind to me. I have always felt that when as a child I needed a helping hand the most, God blessed me by putting your mother and her “Saturday Church School” into my life. Your mom profoundly influenced my life, as along with all of the kindnesses she showed me, she frequently held “Saturday Church School” for us at her farm. I have never forgotten the bible stories and bible lessons she taught us, and they have served me well during my life. Once when I memorized a particularly difficult passage, your mother gifted me with a special prize: two lovely little lavender glass vases, which I have treasured all these years. As I write this to you, my little vases are sitting on my bedroom dresser as they have been all these long years. To me, they are priceless. I recall that back in the early fifties your daughters would come to visit in the summertime and sometimes a few of us neighborhood kids would get invited over to visit with your girls; I remember how nice they were. I remember another time when all of us were working in the orchard (your mother right alongside us, of course — what a worker she was!) and one of your uncle’s (Henry?) barn cats sneaked into the kitchen and ate most of what was to have been your mother and uncle’s lunch or dinner — a vegetarian loaf she had prepared which was cooling on the counter — boy, was your mom mad!! I don’t know who she was maddest at — the cat or your uncle for leaving the door ajar so the cat got into the kitchen. Your mom would talk of you, and I remember how proud she was of you and your family and the work you were doing. How proud she must be for all you have accomplished, for the role model you have been and continue to be for so many, many others. To think that such a tiny but very spirited woman would have a son who would influence the world in so many positive ways. I know that she is smiling down on us as I write this. I’ve always believed that God blessed us in the neighborhood by placing your mother in the midst of us, for there were many of us who needed guidance and kindness in our lives. And then God blessed you with this wonderful gift of inspiring people to do better and to be better, and you have not wasted that gift. Thank you for your lifelong commitment to getting us up off the sofa, to exercising, to eating well, to living better lives. God bless you, Elaine and your family as you continue to improve each day. Best wishes, Sharron Riggs