Tony Clark

My Daddy was the hero in someone’s story.

He donated his eyes, and coming from someone that is legally blind and can barely see, it’s a blessing. He was able to help someone else see. My Daddy loved hunting and fishing, God and all his family. I miss praying with my Daddy and talking about God with him.

My Daddy used to have all the neighborhood kids and my cousins outside playing football, baseball or going fishing. He was like that! He loved to help. I fussed at him a lot for picking up hitchhikers who were walking on the road.

I'm so glad that he was able to help someone in need.