Frederic Arthur Clark


Frederic Arthur (Fred) Clark, who had tired of reading obituaries noting other's courageous battles with this or that disease, wanted it known that he lost his battle as a result of an automobile accident on June 18, 2006. True to Fred's personal style, his final hours were spent joking with medical personnel while he whimpered, cussed, begged for narcotics and bargained with God to look over his wife and kids. He loved his family. His heart beat faster when his wife of 37 years Alice Rennie Clark entered the room and saddened a little when she left. His legacy was the good works performed by his sons, Frederic Arthur Clark III and Andrew Douglas Clark MD, PhD., along with Andy's wife, Sara Morgan Clark. Fred's back straightened and chest puffed out when he heard the Star Spangled Banner and his eyes teared when he heard Amazing Grace. He wouldn't abide self important tight *censored*. Always an interested observer of politics, particularly what the process does to its participants, he was amused by politician's outrage when we lie to them and amazed at what the voters would tolerate. His final wishes were "throw the bums out and don't elect lawyers" (though it seems to make little difference). During his life he excelled at mediocrity. He loved to hear and tell jokes, especially short ones due to his limited attention span. He had a life long love affair with bacon, butter, cigars and bourbon. You always knew what Fred was thinking much to the dismay of his friend and family. His sons said of Fred, "he was often wrong, but never in doubt". When his family was asked what they remembered about Fred, they fondly recalled how Fred never peed in the shower - on purpose. He died at MCV Hospital and sadly was deprived of his final wish which was to be run over by a beer truck on the way to the liquor store to buy booze for a double date to include his wife, Rush Limbaugh and Ann Coulter to crash an ACLU cocktail party. In lieu of flowers, Fred asks that you make a sizable purchase at your local ABC store or Virginia winery (please, nothing French - the *censored*) and get rip roaring drunk at home with someone you love or hope to make love to. Word of caution though, don't go out in public to drink because of the alcohol related laws our elected officials have passed due to their inexplicable terror at the sight of a MADD lobbyist and overwhelming compulsion to meddle in our lives. No funeral or service is planned. However, a party will be held to celebrate Fred's life. It will be held in Midlothian, Va. Email [email protected] for more information. Fred's ashes will be fired from his favorite cannon at a private party on the Great Wicomico River where he had a home for 25 years. Additionally, all of Fred's friend (sic) will be asked to gather in a phone booth, to be designated in the future, to have a drink and wonder, "Fred who?"
This obituary was originally published in the Richmond Times-Dispatch.

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A few years ago I found Fred's obit. and the remarks made by the world to become closer to this wonderful man !! I pull my book out and read most of the remarks again. This is a wonderful way to release my own concerns about "how long before my time comes". I am 81 and depend on the humor of Fred that he left for me to "find".

Now that is a well written and true obit worth reading. My prayers to the family and my hat off to a man who lived life to the fullest.

Feel you were with us last evening at Pier 23, for the San Francisco Traditional Jazz Foundation gig. It was "our" kind of gathering; couple of glasses raised to you. Continue to be the guiding light that you are.


Fred, I hope to meet you in spirit when I get to the other side. I don’t agree with all of your politics, and, alas, I am married to a man who does believe in your political views. And, I love him anyway. I loved your sons’ description of you, "he was often wrong, but never in doubt". I can feel your wife and sons loved you and will greatly miss you. Thank you for a wonderfully descriptive obituary. It is a solace to your family & friends and a smiling read and inspiration to...

Awesome!!! This is the way an obituary should read! Fred must've been quite a sorry not to have made his acquaintance!

Dear Fred,
I'm very sorry to hear of your demise and that we never met. Shirley we must be related!

RIP Fred. That's the type of obit I'd like, but I'd want my ashes put in a wine bottle and thrown in the ocean. Only way I'll ever see the world! I agree. Throw the bums out. I'll get ripped one night soon in your honor. Tonight's as good as ever! Cheers!!

Awesome obit. I'm sorry I never met you Fred. Rest in Peace.