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A sad day at the towers; we have lost Gary Clark
My dear friends and Literati
Saturday night, my dear friend, our dear friend, Gary Clark, left the planet, after a long struggle with cancer. I had known of the struggle, and he swore me to secrecy( keep a secret? moi?)
If you are new to the site, the loss may just seem like a generic passing, but to those of us who knew him through this website, we have lost an irreplaceable human being.
I will write more later, but for now, my heart is in the coffin there, with Gary, and I must pause, till it come back to me.
love to all
thorn
Words can’t express how sorry–and shocked–I am to hear of Gary’s passing. He was one of the very best writers among us at AWwYP, if not THE best, and he will be conspicuous in his absence. Go with God, Gary.
His was a special talent. I only knew him here at the web tower. but I will sorely miss him when I come to read posts. He has moved to the other side of “the wall”, and it is a beautiful and very sad thing. Below is the link to one of my favorite stories by him.
http://www.awordwithyoupress.com/2013/10/27/i-swear-its-gary-clark/
Rest in Peace my friend.
Thank you Tiffany. That was most gracious.
It seems i can only think of one thing at a time. Let us all who have a favorite Gary Clark story share it again.
Because Gary Clark was one of the very few men who has ever truly treated me as both a lady and woman without any of the qualifications offered by most others, I wrote him a very vulnerable letter within this past year asking him about men, because I really do not understand men very well.
To my letter I received back a kindly, intelligent reply that was candidly honest, gentlemanly with respect intended towards my being a lady. He answered each and every one of my questions with wisdom of his personal life’s experience and intimately sensitive. The letter was very well thought out without any sense of rushing through it.
I think Gary lived his life in this manner with attention given with quality and a glass of sweet tea on the porch out of the sun. This world lost an irreplaceable man whom I am not ashamed to say I learned quickly to respect and love. He touched my heart with his kindness and acceptance of me as both a woman and fellow writer.
I knew something was wrong for I hadn’t heard from him in a long time. I’m absolutely devastated for we have lost a great friend and writer. I’m in tears writing and yet can hear his voice in my ears telling me ‘not to cry darlin’ But I have to for how else does one express grief for someone who was not only top of the line special but family. The greatest joy I had was reading not only his wild and crazy stories but having been involved in editing The War on Bird Street. Love you my friend and will miss you so much. The heavens got a bit brighter with a new star up there and our lives have all been blessed when the star was with us on this beautiful planet.
A thousand blessings upon you my friend.
It is with deep deep sadness to hear the lost of our/my friend Gary. Many tears are flowing from my eyes and yet I can hear his voice in my ear saying “don’t cry darlin’, don’t cry, I’m fine.” Cry I must for that is what one does when you lose someone who not only is a friend but family also. I loved his wild and crazy stories and even the quieter ones, but I will always be grateful that I was able help in editing “The War On Bird Street” for Gary. By the way Thorn – got the vision of Gary and Peggy hugging each other and laughing like a couple of kids. They met up.
A thousand blessings upon you my friend – all of us will miss you beyond even what you could have imagined. Love you always.
I LOVE you cowboy. I always will!!!!!!
God speed, sweet, brilliant gentleman of tenderness and strength. God’s smile is our tears. We have been blessed to have known you. Save a place around the campfire above for us who will miss you until we are together again.
We always knew he moved us with his words. Now he moves us with his courage, and his departure. Thanks, cowboy, there was no bull with you.
I was going through Gary’s Facebook page and found this… I feel he was giving us a message as it was put up May 2nd and I can’t think of a better way of saying how he was to all of us. This place AWWYP brought us together and friends we became and as I said earlier – then family.
Here it is… and listen to the words… maybe just maybe you’ll hear Gary…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s0kP3vjBYMM
This is for you Cowboy…
One of those days when I can’t stop crying.But I remembered a song he introduced to me a .couple years back in a video. “Save a horse ride a cowboy. Love country music ever since ” I just found the youtube video…quite risque…I believe that is How Gary is ridin into heaven. Check out the video on my site. He’s having a party!
Bull Rider.
Gracious.
Eloquent.
Kindly.
Supportive.
Gentleman.
Tale weaver.
Cowboy.
Friend to all.
Of all your works, I best remember your story about the dusty, thirsty guy sweating in jail. I can still see the scene in my mind’s eye.
It will always be there.
Mike
I was (and still am) very saddened to read this news. For someone to he a good writer one must first be a good storyteller. As a storyteller Gary was without challenge one of the best. He was also surpassing in his ability to write as the rest of us speak; his words fell naturally on the page.
The Cowboy will most certainly be missed.