Jay C. Clark 3/25/1933 ~6/29/2014 Jay C. was always talking about God and praying, even around people who were strangers. When I would go and see him in his care home and it would be time to eat he would always ask the blessing over his food. So I would tell him they left that job for the preacher to do. He took his Bible everywhere he went, and even wrote scripture verses on his lunch box so others would have the word of God. I would have to say he was a good example of living Godly, but he knew he was not perfect (YET). He considered himself a Preacher by trade although working with steel and iron was what put food on the table. For 40 plus years he worked for Tampa Steel, he was also a part of the iron workers union and the boilermakers. Jay C. also did some welding and electrician work. We always said he was a jack of all trades. No matter who it was that needed help, he was there and would do everything in his power to get the job done. Most of the time, he did not even need to be asked, he would volunteer. No job was too big or too small for him to get involved. Jay C. was just one of 7(Billy, Doris, Marthann, Lillymae, Mack, and Herbert) children born to Amous and Allie Clark in Cypress Florida. He joined the Army at the young age of 18 during the Korean War, and came out two years later a corporal. He was a father of two daughters Regina and Marcia, and a husband to Iris for nearly 50 years before she passed from cancer. Later he became the grandfather of 11 (Lessie/Jimmy, Darrell/Heather, Troy/Tracy, Michelle/Jacob, Mignon, and James/Allie) and a great grandfather of almost 12 (Madison, Chelsie, James, Riley, Andie, Krista, Zoe, Damien, Cashe, Dallas, Knight, and Aubriella is on the way). During his many years on earth he had seen lots of things and had to deal with many a hardship, but he never wavered in his faith, not once that I witnessed. Over his life time he pastored several churches and help start one, of which he was a long time member. Due to his dedication, when that church dissolved he was given an opportunity to help out a ministry with some monetary donations. Later this year, a church will be built in Brazil because of his dedication to Christ. I know he would be proud to have had a hand in that. For many years he would say he could not wait to get to Hallelujah square so he could praise the Lord, he finally got that opportunity on Sunday night. We were talking about how he would run around the church as he would praise God, so could not imagine how he looks and sounds now! I am sure he has tears of joy, and a song of praise. As for his 2 missing fingers on his right hand, this happened when he was a small child in his father's saw mill. While helping his father make wooden shingles for roofs, his hand got pulled up into the saw and that was that. Although, he did not let it bother him a bit. Over the last year he told that story to everyone that he came into contact with.