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Tucker Clark:
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To the Editor:
The news of Tucker Clark’s death last Saturday hit like a hammer. It seemed unimaginable that this vibrant and talented human being had left this world without warning. It was a sad story that spread throughout the area like wild fire.
He was a builder of extraordinary measure. His houses, bams and shops are built solid and fast and accurate and to watch Tucker and his three sons work together was a fascinating experience. He was patient and confident and he had a way of bringing out the best in people. The almost unspoken communication that would bring a project from start to finish, as well as the ever present good-natured banter that took place, was a pleasure to see and to be a part of.
Building houses was only a part of his make-up. He lived comfortably, the patriarch in a family compound, near the base of Old Rag Mountain.
He had a love for the simple country life and of days gone by. Times when people worked the land with draft horses. Something he often did and something he was doing when his horses spooked and he was run over and killed by the heavy farm equipment he was operating.
Tucker gave so much to so many. His funeral was attended by artists, lawyers, businessmen, innkeepers, policemen and working men and women from almost every trade. His legacy will be the strength of charac
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