Tyson,
Yup, he was first class all the way

he was the nicest person you could ever have met. Yes I was lucky to have known him, my parents told me that when I was born and when they named me after my grand father and my dad (I'm the third generation of the same name) my grand father loved it. He adored all of his grand children and he also adored his great grand children.
It was a pleasure being with him at the hospital when he passed away, my aunt took care of him all the time and 1 week before he died he wanted me to come down and help move him around. I tried to get down there as much as possible but I had to help with Christmas decorations with my parents.
For three days I kept it in and comforted every one then when we were there at the funeral home I snapped. I just couldn't contain it.
The funeral was yesterday (1:00 PM), all of us went and said our last goodbyes and that we love you. My father just about collasped when he broke down and cried. I held him up and told him "It's ok dad." I cried there with him like I'm doing right now just thinking about it.
I'll remember all the good times we had and cherish him in my heart. The only thing that won't die is his name, my father and I have it.
Our full name:
Wilbert Earl Clark Sr., Jr. , & III
The weirdest thing about us was that our birthdays were 1 week apart. My fathers is on Sept. 5th, mine on the 12th and my grand fathers on the 19th. So my birthday was in the middle .
When we went down to my grand mothers house after the funeral we started wrapping gifts. My grand father died at 1:40 PM on Sunday the 22nd and just got done wrapping my grand mothers and aunts gifts at 1:40 AM early Christmas morning. Totally weird? Yes I know!
Well since it's Christmas I'd like to wish you all a Merry Christmas and may you cherish it through out next year.
