Clay was my buddy when we both worked in Personnel Benefits at Ford in the 70s. My husband, Dick, was the Personnel Director of our staff and became a friend to Clay over the years. Years after I left Ford, we became reconnected when Clay heard my name mentioned when people at one of his block parties in his neighborhood were having a conversation about dogs and Cesar Millan, The Dog Whisperer. I had invited Cesar to Michigan to do a seminar for our breed. After that, Clay and one of his daughters came to Howell to a Nature Center event that we attended with them. Clay came to one of our White Shepherd fundraisers. And, just like when we were in Personnel Benefits, Clay was the one I turned to for answers about medical insurance--my gosh did he help us out. We still have the best plan out there because of Clay's guidance. Periodically we would touch base, and although I knew he was fighting an illness, I believed (wanted to believe) it wouldn't claim him for a long time.
What I know for sure is that he adored his family and loved dogs. Way back in the Ford days, he helped out a neighbor who needed to place a Sheltie called Taffy. We took Taffy and raised her with our German Shepherd, Tasha. Clay would always ask how Taffy was doing. I loved the pictures of him with his dog--warmed my heart. Clay lived well and he was well loved by all of us who had the privilege of getting to know him.
Judy and Dick Huston