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Alfred Clark

Grand Rapids, Michigan

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Alfred "Al" Gregory ClarkEvansville, Ind. - Alfred "Al" Gregory Clark was born in Evansville, Indiana, on April 8, 1965. He spent his growing up years in Michigan where he attended Kentwood Schools and Western Michigan University. He was a gifted and accomplished photographer who began his...

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What a dear friend you were to me. You had such an impact on my family and me. So many thoughts of you have come flooding back. Never will I forget the way in which you earnestly spoke your truth, whether it was about your perceptions of life matters, relationships and family dynamics, but for us, most especially, music. You loved music and we loved words. During those long summer days and nights we would spend hours and hours, dissecting, reading liner notes, wondering about the...

So sorry to hear that Alfie passed. I went to High School with him. He was a great person.

I knew Al from days at Valleywood Middle School, of which I have fond memories. Prayers for comfort and peace to family and friends in this time of loss.

I am sorry for your loss. I knew Alfie in school. He was smart, funny and very kind to me. I know he will be missed, and your family is in my prayers.

AJ I am very sorry for your loss. Your father was a great man. I know he loved you more than life itself. Stay strong and remember the good. Miss Hudson

Was saddened to see this. Alfie was always nice to everyone !

Our family has all of you in our thoughts and prayers! We were blessed to have the Clark family as our dear friends and neighbors for many years in Michigan. Pam and Jim, I especially have great memories of us all playing and having fun together until we heard that dinner bell, and you'd have to go home.
Love, Wendy

My thoughts are with the family

I remember playing ghost and the graveyard in the "woods" between our houses with the whole neighborhood. So fun. Alfie, we used to hang out on top of my shed and eat lunch, and play school, and spout off about the antics of the DeCeasar boys. We used to discuss personal and world issues...all unitl your mom rang the bell and it was time for you to go home. Looks like God gets the last ring. RIP, kid....see you someday soon.