Lawrence “Shorty” Victor Hackett, 79, a resident of Blue Springs, MO passed away peacefully Sunday, March 28, 2021 at Ignite Resort at St. Mary’s in Blue Springs, MO. He was born April 22, 1941 to Lawrence and June (Humpherys) Hackett in Independence, MO.
Shorty attended Blue Springs High School. He spent 40 years as an over the road truck driver and later was a low boy operator and heavy equipment operator for Par Electric, Shorty officially retired in 2002. Shorty enjoyed shooting skeet, bass fishing, hunting deer and turkey.
Survivors include his brothers, Kenneth “Boots” Tharp of Blue Springs, MO; Gary Lee Tharp and wife Mary of Pomme de Terre Lake; sister, Karen Hebert of Siloam Springs, AR, nieces and nephews. Shorty is preceded in death by his parents, Lawrence and June Hackett; step-father, Kenny Tharp; sister, Donna Picolo; brother, Terry Hackett.
Shorty will be cremated per his wishes. At this time there will not be any formal services. Arrangements have been entrusted to Meyers Funeral Chapel in Blue Springs. Memories of Shorty and words of comfort for his family may be shared at meyersfuneralchapel.com.
RIP Shorty….Will miss you….. there will never be another Shorty
Shorty was a man’s man. He will be missed.
RIP Shorty, because of you I fell in love with semi trucks and to this day 30 years later, I’m working in the trucking industry writing truck insurance for OTR truckers! Thanks for brining your rig down to Mom & Dads farm years ago for me to see it. You can’t forget the fun times at the keg/hog roast party weekends. You will be dearly missed.
Shorty…you will be so missed. You left us with many great memories. We’ve had some great talks, loved your infectious laugh and I will forever be grateful for such a great brother-in-law. Love you,Shorts until we meet again. ❤
RIP My Friend , You were one of the “GOOD OLE BOYS”. I remember one of the hog roasts at Charlie & Janet’s farm. You and a bunch of THE LATE CREW were in charge of watching the fire over the buried hog and about 2am you all decided the fire wasn’t hot enough. So, after many bottles of Boones Farm Strawberry Hill you all built a blazing fire and 9:30 am when the pit was dug up all was left was bones. Needless to say the girls were none to happy. We had hot dogs. End of story.
Sorry to hear this sad news. I have fond memories of Shorty at the Lake of the Ozarks with my Uncle Terry when I was a kid, he was a great guy!