My dad, Charles Lewis Clock, passed away in July 2001.
-The scripture passage describes his outlook on life perfectly.
-Followed by the obituary from “The Oregonian” newspaper.
-Beneath that, from the funeral service program, are comments from his 4 sons …about what their dad meant to each of them.
-At the bottom is a song that is so perfectly fitting that I can hardly stand it. I try to listen to it a few times every summer, especially in July. It’s been over 10 years since Dad died, but when I hear this song again, I still get a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes.
I think it’s important as we look back through all the generations of the Clocks, and see all the dates of births and marriages and especially deaths. All those can become just statistics. I catch that happening to me. But it was so much more than that. I think it’s important that we remember …those were real loved ones. The loss was so much more than just dates on a page. When Jacob lost Hannah, and was left standing there with Helen, their two year old daughter, at his side …that was real. Just as were their joys and victories …a birth, a new job, a wedding, seeing a relative again, a letter from a friend. ALL of it was real.