Zach’s middle name is Clark. It’s the name of his maternal grandfather, Clark Ewing.
Clark Ewing ran a YMCA camp in Jackson, Michigan for many years. Actually, it is at Stony Lake near Napoleon. Both Jeremy and Zach spent almost every summer there as youths but more importantly, they were counselors there as teenagers. Clark’s influence spread throughout the whole world of YMCA camping so there are many people who were improved by him but for Zach he was Grandpa Clark too. He learned at the feet of the master.
I’m told that when the news of Zach’s death was given to Clark, he was silent for about a minute then he said, “Zach is gone and what he would have accomplished will not happen so the rest of us need to pick up the slack for Zach.”
I’ve been thinking of Clark today because next week is his 90th birthday and I wrote him a card. There’ll be a party amongst the Ewings and others in Michigan. I can’t be there so I thought it would be nice to give him a shout out in this space as well.
Happy Birthday Clark! You are a giant among men.
We need more people in this world like Clark. Zach would have been one of them.
Now that I think about it, Zach was already a positive influence on so many others. It’s amazing, because he was so young. Inspiring. I love Clark’s idea that we now all have to pick up the slack left by Zach’s passing. Working on it here!
You’re no slacker, Jane! Thank you for keeping up with me here and giving me such good feedback.