Animals loved him, he just had that animal attraction thing. Animals were gentle and loving to him and they were drawn to him. I know that at least one of the great grandchildren has that same animal attraction thing too

He was a true browns fan i was very young and can remember the foam bricks and the cardiac kids because i saw my grandpa lose his MIND many times. Walked in front of the tv on a browns sunday, at the wrong time once……… I told him the browns wont he super bowl at the end.

 Grandpa gave me a $50 bill about 20 years ago and told me to keep it in my wallet in case of an emergency… and for years i didn’t need it and then one day, sure enough, i needed to use that $50… I replaced it right away. And that 50 saved me a few more time over the years. Today that $50 is still in my wallet and will remain there as a guardian of the angel that my grandpa is today.  

During his last days,  he asked for his wife all day and night.  Rosemary,the love of his life. A true love, love that you could see. it was so solid it was palpable. 

He lived a long full life and now he is living it up with his bride.

Whichever house i found my grandparents next door or Catawba or FL, there were Town House crackers. I have beautiful memories of sitting out back by the pool and eating town house crackers and BUTTER,  reallllll butter and lots of it. He taught me that butter was ment for everything even crackers! I will always eat crackers and butter and i taught my kids to do it too.

Grandpa was funny but only t us really, Calling your wife lobster gut probably doesn't go over very well in some households. But here it did. Or scrub or corn, these are terms of endearment to this man and this family. 
Belly Up we all know what belly up means! 
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I have endless lists of memories with my grandpa. 

	Not just a  canon ball in the pool he was jack knife. And make the BIGGEST splash and the biggest waves! And say woooppwooowoopppwwwwoooww the silly sounds he would make. 
Did you ever see anyone put change in their pocket before starting the day! There were always jars of change and change everywhere he always had a jingle of change in his pocket. 

Grandpa would take me to go strawberry picking and take me to the driving range with him and he would dye easter eggs with us at easter. 

He loveddd to fish out on the boat every single day if he could.  That boat and those fish where his second love. We had fish frys every weekend growing up in the summer. Catching, cleaning, frying up those walley and perch were his #1 element. I could never image buying walleye that would be nuts! 
Grandpa loved Mexican food and Mendozas in particular was the spot! He loved Corky and Lennys and guidos and prime rib, fried eggs and hashbrowns bacon and all the grease he could muster up! Basically what im getting at is grandpa had a passion for food. He loved clams! 

My grandparents were so special and so amazing that my Jon and I spent our honeymoon with them! There were clams involved.

From your daughter Sandi:

What to say about my dad. I was blessed to have him in my life for 67 years.
His laugh, quirky sense of humor, and always a rock you could turn to for
advice. He didn’t show his emotions very often, but you knew he loved you
fiercely.
He loved to fish, as you all know, he loved his Lake Erie, and serving up fresh
caught fish. He loved his family and was happy to know his children were all
thriving and well. He even got to see 11 great grandchildren, which he always
said after he was with them, they are beautiful, happy, healthy children.
In my adult life I was very thankful for his help and encouragement. To start
with, Joseph asked my dad for my hand in marriage, he was 19 and I was 18.
My dad said yes, but then he wanted to know how are you going to support my
daughter? And that is when he said are you interested in being an electrician.
46 years later he still is! For the first 20 years Joseph and dad worked on jobs
together and they built a special bond of co-workers and family. Dad helped
with so many firsts in our life, jobs, property and our home.
Dad’s last 4 years were spent at Holly Hill Assisted Living. We enjoyed a
different type of relationship. He needed me to help and support him and his
needs. We laughed, talked, and cried over all kinds of things. His last weeks
he talked about fishing, and at one point he told me he had been fishing for a
week and he was really tired and needed to rest up. And everyday he wanted
to see his wife. Now they are together again basking in the glory of heaven
and in the presence of Jesus!
I would also like to thank my dear friends Vicki and Ginger who were so kind to
dad, they would cook him up walleye and bring it to Holly Hill hot and ready to
eat. And my Angel, Helen, who took such good care of dad. She visited and
cut his hair, brought him his favorite foods, {because we all know how much
he loved the food at Holly Hill}, and just loved him! Thank you my friends!

My Dad - By Stacey

My father was a crazy fisherman. This is how I always described him to anyone. It was his favorite thing to do – it was his happy place. Even towards the end his thought there were fish in the bed with him.

I remember going out on Lake Erie with him – I enjoy fishing too – it was just me and him. He was troll fishing, which is where you slowly move the boat in the water and drag your lines till you hook them. Well, picture this – here I am with my one pole, and he’s got 12 other lines in the water and I’m just minding my own business. Meanwhile his lines were getting crossed and tangled and he was like, “hey, get that one, turn the boat” and getting stressed out. I’m sitting there going – hey I’ve got my one line those are yours!
He always strived to catch fish. He had to get his quota! He lived, breathed and ate the fish and we all loved when he’d bring in those big beautiful, tasty walleyes that he would batter and fry up.
There was nothing better than freshly caught, cleaned and fried up the same day.

Dad, you will be missed for so much more than freshly caught fish. You were the strongest man I’ve ever known. The strength you gave this family to make us hard workers independent people to be contributing members of society.

He was always there to guide you and make you believe in yourself so you could do the thing you needed to do.

He had the best laugh, one that made you laugh with him. He came from a generation that didn’t show their emotions, he wasn’t a big hugger, but he loved to get hugs he was a big softy and could melt very easily. His heart was a big heart. He started each of his children off on their lives the best he could from a man who came from nothing yet made a wonderful life for himself and his “Dear” Rosemary. He was looking for her and missed her dearly since the day he lost her.

The strong matriarch has gone on to the next stage, to be with our Lord – but he has left us stronger and wiser by being our dad.

OBITUARIO

Richard J Clark

8 abril, 1930 – 15 febrero, 2024

Gattozzi & Son Funeral Home

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