There are times that I wake up and just for a moment, I forget that I am living in a world in which my grandfather is not there. There are times that I when I sit alone in a room, I can swear that I can hear your voice in my mind, and it is still so real to me. I realize in all of this just how blessed I have been not just to have been your first grandchild, but to have known what a remarkable man you where. One of the first things I always tell people is that I was named after you, gosh PaPa, I am so proud that your name is a part of me, just as much as you are always going to be in my heart. Love Always, your namesake... TaMekia Justina Clarke
Papa, I love you and miss you dearly. As I reflect on our time together, I realize that you have taught me a lot and helped me become the woman I am today. I now see that I carry a lot of you in me. I strive daily to make you proud and if I can be even half of what you were, I know I have done well. You will never be forgotten. Love Always, Erin Grace Clarke
I never had the privilege of meeting Francis Clarke, but I know what a void the passing of a father larger than life can be. Just as I carry a lot of my dad in me, a fact I really never realized in life, I feel that I somehow know Francis through Ray, a treasured friend always there when you need a hand. It is comforting to know that your father will live on in you and your children. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family. your friend, Marty
Although I never met Mr. Clarke I believe he must have been quite a good man. I met Ray about five years ago and was immediately struck by his bright smile, calm demeanor and faith in the future. He was always supportive and found a good side to every story. As I see my father in me, I suspect that Ray carries a fair amount of his father in him. Ray, I wish you and your family my best. Your friend -- jeff
My memories are many, and they are all punctuated by love. My father taught me how to care and to give by example.
Grampa you will be greatly missed. You were a father and grandfather to us. We are not there in person but in spirit. We love you; i know cousin Felisha will miss you greatly but we are there to support her. the kind hospitality you have shown to us over the past years was greatly appreciated and so our loving memories together with you will live on forever.
I remember my first job was at Charles Drew Community Center. Because of limited funds, Mr. Clarke used his basement at he headquarters. I remember playing with Raymond on the front porch and sometimes Mr. Clarke would come out, push his glasses up and say with that accent. What are you boys doing. I also remember that awsome stereo system that he would allow Raymond and myself to listen to from time to time.
When I started 7th grade...I used to ride the train to work every day with my "PaPa". I felt all grown up, riding the train in with all the adults, we would stop and get breakfast in the morning, and then he would take me to his office and show me the maps to the city. I felt like he had the key to the city in his hands...he was able to show me the maps and plans for all the places I had been and thought about going. I was so amazed, I will always remembr that and so much more. If I could have designed a grandfather, it would have been him.