Thursday, April 15, 2010


Clyde Spencer
Aug 7, 1928 - April 15, 2007

As I think back on this date 3 years ago, I remember thinking that I had just witnessed one of most miraculous things that can happen to a human being in their lifetime,..... ‘death’. I admit at that very moment when I watched my Dad slip away from us, all I could feel was sorrow. BUT (and it took a while) I realized that this thing called ‘death’ even though it was a bittersweet experience, it was mostly sweet. I finally came to the realization the way my Dad would have to live the rest of his life had he survived the accident, it was a blessing that he got to go. He was now with all of his loved ones that had passed on before him. What a reunion that must have been. I can just imagine him talking to all of them about all of us. And I am pretty sure he was telling them how proud he was (for the most part) of his ‘girls’ including Mom and Sue. He had lots of grandkids, great-grandkids and one great-great to tell them all about. I often think of the song sung by Paul Peterson on the Donna Reed show. Because I am not a son, but a daughter, I changed the words around a little bit. It goes like this:

My Dad
original words sung by: Paul Petersen

He wasn’t much in the eyes of the world
He never made history
No, he wasn't much in the eyes of the world
But he was the world to me

My dad, now here was a man
To me he was everything strong
No, he could do no wrong, my dad

My dad, now he understood
When I brought him troubles to share
Oh, he was always there, my dad

When I was small I felt ten feet tall
When I walked by his side
And everyone would say "That's his girl”
And my heart would burst with pride

My dad, oh I love him so
And I only hope that some day
My own son’s will say
"My grand-dad, now there was a man"


  1. I know that Uncle Clyde was very proud of you four girls. He must have been because you all turned out so fabulous and talented and kind and creative. He left a wonderful legacy.

  2. This song always brings a tear to my eye. Thanks for the lovely post about Clyde, and the remembrance of the day, the feelings, and the reunion that took place. Can you just imagine what it was like for him when Tom and Marg showed up?

    Love you girls for keeping his memory alive for us all.