Last Trips: Tribute to Sid Clark

[Scott]

Thanks Ralph, in times like this it can be hard to find the positive.
Once again you have done just that. The Blue Bird family and the
Lonestar Bird have truly lost a special friend. He will be missed by
many! Please pass condolences on to Juanita from Judi and me.

Scott B and Judi A
South Carolina


--- In WanderlodgeForum@yahoogroups.com, "Ralph" wrote:
>
> Last trips:
>
> Not in the Wanderlodge, but on the road through life. Reporting to
> this Forum of the passing of a fellow Birder is one of the hardest
> things to ever do. Sid Clark of the Dallas Texas area, a member of
> the Lone Star Birds and various other groups, has passed into
another
> venue. Born in June of 1947, his passing is at an all too early age
> of 58. Sid is survived by his loving wife Juanita and a son, two
> daughters, his mother, and of course Joe-dog, the flopsy mopsy side
> kick with a personality like his owner, and who remained at his
side
> even in the hospital.
>
> This writer will never forget the pleasure of meeting this
> outstanding individual the first time, a few years or so ago. Sid
and
> Juanita had just purchased their first Bird and the Lone Star Birds
> were having a rally in Perrin TX. Into the campground Sid flew!
> Parking that Bird on almost a dime, the brake set, the transmission
> in neutral, he bounced out of that Bird, came walking up to me with
> his hand out, a huge smile on his face and glowing like a new
> expectant father. "Hi, I am Sid Clark" he exclaimed as he shook my
> hand, that infectious smile getting broader by the moment. He
> explained how he had been polishing the wheels and buffing the
entire
> Coach before coming to the rally. Now there are handshakes and then
> there was a handshake by Sid Clark. Being a maintenance tech, the
> forearms thick and muscled, you knew your hand had been pressed.
Yep,
> that first meeting left an impression that is still with me this
day.
> Sid, a man whom could be counted upon in lending a hand, a word, or
> just diving right in no matter the task and the only question would
> be, "Where do you want to start?"
>
> A friend, wait, the word friend does not really do this man justice
> for Sid was more than a friend to many of us. He touched our hearts
> with the up beat of his being, the knowledge stored away in memory
> and the ease of the way he presented ideas, suggestions and help.
>
> Miss him, certainly, but gone, hardly, so long as I am around
Bird's
> my thoughts will drift back to something Sid had to say, and in
> remembering that smile, it always brings a smile to this writer at
> the thought of it.
>
> It was refreshing, to all who had the pleasure to meet and share a
> campfire with Sid. His personality was always so constantly up beat
> and confident. And so he remained on the last trip in a short
> lifespan.
>