Richard Scott Clark, 1969-2015

My nephew Richard died yesterday morning in Alaska. The last time I saw him was at my father’s funeral in 2002.  He and his wife Jessica had had a dream of relocating to Alaska for a long time—and moved there about 5 years ago (maybe longer), and I think they found what they were looking for. Native and transplanted Alaskans both seem to love the freedom and grandeur—there’s really not many places like it on earth.  Rich, who died of cancer, would have been 46 in July, and was “best buds” with our son when we’d return to Illinois in the summers. One year the Corbett grandchildren/cousins dressed up to participate in the Mt. Morris July 4 parade as a revolutionary patriot group.  Rich is the white haired guy with an arm in a sling. Hold on to the happy times; forget the others.

Richard (far right) and his siblings Karen, David and Julie