Jackie was a keen swimmer and loved her outdoor 

pool. Given her fortitude in exceptionally difficult

circumstances, I think these lines from the poem

“Swim Your Own Race” describe Jackie’s courage

well:

“you do not tread the water wounded 

and in retreat

By the determined strokes of fate

you swim your own race

The shoulder of your strength leaning

against the turn -- 

the eye that didn’t see that day,

stopping the clock on the vision of your time”