My Ode to Clark

Nobody is as good as me. And I’m as good as nobody.-Clark Gable (Not really, that’s just my subject’s sexy alias.)

I remember the first time I met Clark. I was in the middle of the mundane task of training for my new job at Petco. He walked into the breakroom, smiled and extended his hand to me. I shook it. His handshake was firm, honest, and real. I knew I liked him immediately. His dark brown hair, his eyes playful and his voice is very gentle. His story is a sad one, but it gets better as we go along.

See, he moved to Michigan for a girl. She helped save him. He was in the service and had a breakdown. He was honorably discharged. He followed his savior. To live with her, to love her. He had always struggled with depression, and anxiety. With feelings of worthlessness. Growing up his home life wasn’t easy. His father was evil. His mother weak, but she loved her son. Unfortunately things fell apart with the girl. Now what was he going to do? He wasn’t from here. Would he go home?

He drifted. Found a band to sing with. This dark haired, handsome quiet voiced man can scream a lyric that will make your knees buckle. He found Marlena and John too. The three of them are all displaced here in the state of Michigan. Marlena and John are from the West. Clark is from the East. Now the three of them are a family. They complete each other. Families are families. Doesn’t matter how they come to be. It just matters that they are. I’m proud of them.

Clark has changed so much in the year and a half since I first met him. He has gained confidence. Found his self worth. Realized that life is most certainly worth living. His short hair is now longer, darker. His face stubbly and his clothing a bit edgier. But his heart, his sense of humor, and his kindness are still very much the same. I hope soon he finds the woman of his dreams. She won’t be sorry to love a man as genuine as him.

On a personal note. I just want to say that if I hadn’t needed the second job, I wouldn’t have met such incredible people. I am so blessed to have them in my life.

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