On January 6th, 2024, Von Hilton Clarke ended his earthly journey to begin his next with his Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
Von was born in Tallahassee, Florida to Neville and Madge Clarke on February 14, 1952, then soon relocated to Brooklyn, New York. His youth was spent between Brooklyn and the Caribbean nation of Trinidad and Tobago. He graduated from Erasmus Hall High School in Brooklyn before playing football and graduating from Brooklyn College…though his favorite joke was tell people he went to “UCLA…the University on the Corner of Lenox Avenue.”
While working at Alexander’s Department Store in Brooklyn, he met the love of his life, Nancy Rose, and the two were wed in 1980. He is survived by Nancy, his son, Russell, daughter in law, Anna, daughter, Abigail, and his three grandchildren – his favorites- Henry, Lucille, and Celia, and his sister, Dawn Francis.
He was a skilled Human Resources executive, who made stops at Harry M. Stevens, Rich Products, Raytheon Technologies, and Goodwill Industries. From June 2010 to February, 2019 he worked as a Field Agent with the Knights of Columbus Insurance, when he retired. He then began hosting tours at the Queen Creek Olive Mill as an olive oil expert, and a beloved member of their community.
The only thing that came close to matching his love for his family, were his Pittsburgh Steelers, who he began watching in the 1970s, the Arizona Wildcats and Clemson Tigers. Beyond that, he was an incredible and skilled artist who loved to sketch & paint over many decades, and a patriot who believed in America.
A dog lover through and through, he’ll be missed by his dog Dabo, but we’re sure is happy to be reunited with his beloved dogs over the years who ran to meet him at the Rainbow Bridge.
His positive impact on this world and the many, many people who met him in life and were privileged to call him, son, brother, husband, father, uncle, cousin, friend , brother Knight, or even tour guide far exceeds that expected of one of such humility and humble beginnings.
We know you’re already the life of the party up there with your “Is it just me?!”, “Did you know?!”, “Dogs Rule!”, Dad Jokes, and knowledge of life insurance and olive oil. Yes, “V.H. is in the house now!” and, while those he left behind will miss him terribly, we take solace in knowing he is young, happy, and home again.