Clay was the Platoon Sergeant of the First Platoon, Company F, 93rd Cavalry, 13th Armored Division when a brand new Second Lieutenant joined the unit. Clay quickly became my unofficial mentor who saved me from many missteps and mistakes. He told me early on "I am going to bring you home alive" and he lived up to his promise. What he taught me has served me and the country well during my military career. Joan and Clay have been good friends of my spouse Vivian (Toddy) and me for more than sixty years. Thank you, Clay, for everything. You will be sorely missed. COL Morris E. and Mrs. Vivian Albers, USA (Ret) 254-598-2845
Joan, so sorry that Clay is not with us anymore, but Jr. and I have so many good memories. We had so much fun going on trips together especially to Colorado when we had an ice chest between us partaking of whatever was in it all the way from Ok to Tamarran. We never got tired of going there. Clay was such a joy to ride with as he stopped when we wanted to. Never forget that stinky restroom (?) in Indian territory and the snowball fight we had coming from Silverton. Also going to all the famous saloons from Tombstone to Durango. We will always remember his good nature and happy face. Lucille & Jr.
Joan:I was sorry to hear that Clay had died,although I had heard he had been sick for some time.
He had a nice long life and many pals who remember selling lots of C4's with a great salesman.
I never knew him as Clay, he was always Uncle Jiggs. He was the finest example of a loving son, brother, husband and father and was the best kind of friend to all who knew him. I've never seen a man as close to his mother and sister as he was, they were like 3 peas in a pod.
He had a zest for life like no other person I've ever known. His was a life well lived.
A visit to their home was always a wonderful warm experience, the were the best kind of hosts. . I never visited Uncle and Auntie that they didn't both walk me out to my car, hug me and stand there waving goodbye till my car was out of sight. When he hugged you, you knew without a question this was someone who genuinely cared for you!
As a young child my own father wasn't near the man uncle was. uncle always encouraged me and urged me to go farther in life and to reach higher, I will always be grateful for that. I know he has gone on to be with Steve, Gary, my mom and my grandmother and that someday I too will "See them on the other side"! He was the best man in my life!
My quest now is make sure that Auntie is as well cared for as she did for Uncle Jiggs. There has never been a love greater than the love they gave to each other.
Joan,I'm so sorry to hear he is gone. It's not many bosses that you stay in touch with for over 50 years, he was special. I remember when he took the Zone job at a meeting in Dallas about 1962-63, then when he was flying out to West Texas and would hit bad weather and have to leave the plane for a week or so. We played a little golf, and almost turned a cart over up in Guthrie once, must have been the bad water they were serving. He touched a lot of lifes and will certainly be missed.