The American Contract Bridge League's Unit 174 lost another of its members this past week ... ... Jack Clark, who played mainly at night at the Pasadena and Clear Creek duplicate bridge clubs.
I didn't know Mr. Clark. Those clubs are on the far southeast side of town, and about the only times I get over that way are when I'm going to Kemah.
So why am I writing about him? Because he died while playing bridge Tuesday evening, that's why!
That would have been a real shocker to his partner and any others present, but I can hardly think of a more pleasant way to go than doing something you love, can you?
Bye, Jack, and I hope that - wherever you are - there are three others who are looking for a fourth!
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I think it was in the early eighties that another local player, Dick Flather, died at a tournament in Corpus Christi. Over and over what I heard was "What a great way to go." I concur.
I agree! What better way to go than doing something that's a passion for you!
I concur with Arlene and Chuck, there is little reward greater than going enjoying what you do. I wonder if my time will come in the middle of a shoot or on my computer?
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