J. Brockway Clark

My family and I were just sitting around the fore trying to remember my dad's best friend, Mr Clark. Brockway Clark was legend in our family. Growing up, my dad would tell us stories of roaming the hills of San Diego, hunting small game and occassional rattlesnake. I only met Brockway Clark once, the day of my dad's funeral. He introduced himself to one of the men working on arrangements that rainy morning. I will never forget the sound of his voice, his larger than life presence as I gasped,...

Brockway Clark was a friend of a friend (Pat Patterson [San Diego H S). He was an aid to my professor at Cal, and was fielding my final exam protest for an "A". He ruled in my favor. That one grade was critical for my graduation. That one act on his part had a momentous positive impact on my career opportunities.

This may be a duplicate. sorry if it is. i have very found memories of playing bridge with brockway and you too, Barbara. i will remember his good humor and play.