You were my good friend and I will miss our long talks. You're with God now and I'm sure you're smiling that glorious smile. There's no more pain and now your body is whole again. You're loved by many and will be missed. See you later, Susie
My most vivid memories of Clark (and I shared the first one with his family) were:
1. Clark, Dennis Owens and I were assigned as a group to sell footbal booster club memberships. We were given a list of businesses to contact. It was summer, so it was super hot outside. Not sure whose idea it was (not mine), but we decided to play burnout as we traveled between making our contacts. We rolled up the windows and turned the heater on high. By the time we arrived at each location we were all panting and sweating profusely. I'm relatively sure deodorant didn't help us that day, and I'm not sure how many memberships we sold.
2. After cheerleader elections were over, a group of football players took those of us in the "bottom six" to dinner at Old Abilene Town and presented us each with a charm inscripted with Top 12, CHS, 1969-70. Clark gave me mine. I think he could sense that I was struggling. For me it was yet one more way that I didn't measure up to my sister, and it hurt deeply. His kind words soothed my soul, and I came home that night with my chin up, a spring in my step, and a brighter outlook on the future. He made things better.
Clark was one of those people who was present in every conversation - he truly listened and paid attention to what was said. He was positive, happy, and lit up a room with his smile. I am honored to call him my friend. We serve a merciful God, and Clark is rejoicing in His presence - "Well done, my good and faithful servant."
I wrote Clark some time back, long before I learned of his health condition, to compliment him. For months, if not years, most every communication I recieved on Facebook on Clark depicted he and his daughter in some activity, one after another. Always with jouous expressions. I wrote him to express my admiration of his remarkable "over-the-top" parenting, and how I recalled Clark to be a huge-hearted, kind and gentle friend back in our CHS football days together. It was a blessing just knowing a man of his caliber. Rest in peace, Clark. You will be missed.
Susie Shaw (Monroe)
You were my good friend and I will miss our long talks. You're with God now and I'm sure you're smiling that glorious smile. There's no more pain and now your body is whole again. You're loved by many and will be missed. See you later, Susie
Brenda Blessing (Ratliff)
My most vivid memories of Clark (and I shared the first one with his family) were:
1. Clark, Dennis Owens and I were assigned as a group to sell footbal booster club memberships. We were given a list of businesses to contact. It was summer, so it was super hot outside. Not sure whose idea it was (not mine), but we decided to play burnout as we traveled between making our contacts. We rolled up the windows and turned the heater on high. By the time we arrived at each location we were all panting and sweating profusely. I'm relatively sure deodorant didn't help us that day, and I'm not sure how many memberships we sold.
2. After cheerleader elections were over, a group of football players took those of us in the "bottom six" to dinner at Old Abilene Town and presented us each with a charm inscripted with Top 12, CHS, 1969-70. Clark gave me mine. I think he could sense that I was struggling. For me it was yet one more way that I didn't measure up to my sister, and it hurt deeply. His kind words soothed my soul, and I came home that night with my chin up, a spring in my step, and a brighter outlook on the future. He made things better.
Clark was one of those people who was present in every conversation - he truly listened and paid attention to what was said. He was positive, happy, and lit up a room with his smile. I am honored to call him my friend. We serve a merciful God, and Clark is rejoicing in His presence - "Well done, my good and faithful servant."
Randall (Randy) Rudd
I wrote Clark some time back, long before I learned of his health condition, to compliment him. For months, if not years, most every communication I recieved on Facebook on Clark depicted he and his daughter in some activity, one after another. Always with jouous expressions. I wrote him to express my admiration of his remarkable "over-the-top" parenting, and how I recalled Clark to be a huge-hearted, kind and gentle friend back in our CHS football days together. It was a blessing just knowing a man of his caliber. Rest in peace, Clark. You will be missed.