Wendell Clark, son of Don and Dean, was dearly loved by family, friends and God’s family. Fifty-nine years ago Don was rushing to the old Baptist Hospital in Nashville for Wendell’s delivery when he was pulled over for speeding. The understanding officer put away his ticket book choosing instead to give Don a blue light escort all the way to the hospital parking lot! Since that day, Wendell has brought much joy and warmth to his family. Homecoming Sunday his smile was beaming from ear to ear with gratitude that he felt well enough to be present. As a child he was mischievous and fun. He loved his older brother, Wayne and younger brother, Tim. He achieved the highest rank attainable in the Boys Scouts of America, The Eagle Scout. He also played football for his Alma mater, Madison High. During this time of his life he was also active hunting and being on the lake. But most importantly, as a young man he was baptized into Christ. The Clarks were a faithful part of the Madison congregation. After high school graduation, Wendell attended Nashville Tech studying computer technology during the early days of computers becoming a part of every business. After graduation he traveled across the country installing computers. He enjoyed the work, but didn’t like being away from family. He turned in his notice of resignation while installing computers in California and was so thankful to be home.
Wendell moved to Hermitage a little more than ten years ago. It was after this move that we came to know him. He placed his fellowship with the Mt. Juliet congregation in May of 2012. During this time he said he appreciated the MJ congregation because of their faithfulness to the scriptures. He continued to deal with health challenges due to an automobile accident. In recent years he had two hip replacement surgeries and continued to have serious back complications. When he couldn’t worship with us, he enjoyed joining in with the livestream on Sundays.
Despite the challenges in health accompanied with constant pain Wendell did not become bitter. Wendell was a kind man, a good man and loving son, brother, brother in Christ, nephew, and uncle. He was a good neighbor. As a matter of fact, his last afternoon he mowed his yard and then decided to mow his neighbor’s yard to simply be a good neighbor. Once finished, he went into his house, showered, and rested in his recliner as he peacefully stepped over into eternity. It seemed appropriate that his last hours on this earth would be spent helping others. This cheerful, optimistic, generous man is greatly missed. We rest in hope and pray for this good families comfort.