The life of our hero began on August 16, 1935, in Gary, Indiana. His mother witnessed him scooting on the floor before he could walk and the lifelong nickname of "Scoota" was born. He was formally raised by his great-aunt Jannie and his great-uncle Floyd. He spent many halcyon summers vacillating between the paved streets of Gary, IN. and the dirt roads of Louisiana. His southern haunts would find him barefooted "gowan down the road a piece." by the way of Shreveport, Villplatte or Slit Log.
His grandfather, "Gramps", instilled a work ethic into him while he was still a child by taking him along on home construction sites on which he worked as a carpenter. He attended Theodore Roosevelt High School, and gained his appreciation for running track. During those times he also developed a lifetime love for his many hobbies: Bid-Whist, chess, judo, archery and pool to name a few.
The call for adventure encouraged him to join the United States Air Force where he was stationed in Guam as an Air Force Policeman. Soon after, he met and married Marjorie, who would remain his wife for 63 years. Their union produced seven children: six sons and one daughter. They raised them with love and care and traveled to many locations to expose their children to many great experiences. Canada, Mackinaw Island, Idlewild, MI., and Warren Dunes State Park were yearly travel pursuits. Their home was a haven for many extended family members in need of their care and hospitality. Their children even dubbed their home "Hotel Walls".
His legendary sense of humor and playful nature was always on display while bringing joy to many. His children remembered his often spoken phrase of "I gotta see a man about a mule" when they asked where he was going. The younger children were perplexed as to why the negotiations for the mule were never really finalized. LOL !
He spent several decades as a supervisor for Gary-Hobart Water Corporation. He was an avid Chicago Bears fan, had a sweet tooth for Archway oatmeal raisin cookies, a racquetball enthusiast and thoroughly enjoyed track and field events of every Olympics.
To almost everyone he knew he was supercool, a little militant when needed, highly intelligent and the central figure around the Bid-Whist table, running a 6-No Trump to crush another player's previous 6-Uptown bid.
His wealth was his family and because of that he was rich beyond reason. He was our hero.
He leaves to mourn his passing, his wife of 63 years, Marjorie and seven children: Floyd (Theresa), Darrell Sr. (Marilyn), Warren Sr. (Adrian), Clark Jr. Linnetta (Martin), Michael Sr. (Tamla), and Kenneth. He also leaves two brothers: Francois and Christopher. He was a grandfather to over 20 grandchildren. He was a brother-in-law to many and a treasured uncle to a host of nieces and nephews. He was also a favored cousin, friend, co-worker, neighbor and veteran. He was preceded in death by his father, Buddy, mother, Mattie, two brothers, Larry and Reynaldo, sister, Matalyn, grandfather, Clark, grandmother, Berta Mae, great-aunt, Jannie, great-uncle, Floyd and uncle Clark, Jr.
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