Clyde M. Martin

Even though I hadn´t seen Clyde in nearly 28 years, the memories I have of him are still bright. When I was a kid, he always welcomed me like family, and I can still hear him calling me the little "green-eyed devil" with that grin of his. Those days out at his place were filled with fun, laughter, and a sense of freedom I´ll never forget.

Clyde had a way of making people feel seen and appreciated, and that kindness has stayed with me all these years. I´m grateful for the moments he gave me and for the warmth he showed during a time in my life when those little things meant everything.

He will be remembered with fondness, and his spirit lives on in the stories and smiles he left behind.
May he rest in peace.