Geneva (Ida) Clarke
September 30, 1919 - June 1, 2012
Geneva (Ida) Clarke nee: Fischer; born September 30, 1919 in Mosinee, Wisconsin, she went to be with the Lord on June 1, 2012. Preceded in death by her beloved husband, James (Jim). She is survived by her only child Peggy Magruder of New Port Richey, FL; three grandchildren, Todd Jordan of Royal Oak, MI, Cami Jordan and Linde Logan, both of New Port Richey, FL; four great grandchildren, Samantha Kleber of Hudson, FL, Steven Kleber of New Port Richey, FL, Matthew Kleber of Hollywood, CA and Rhianah Antczak of New Port Richey, FL. She was one of ten children, (six sisters and four brothers), and is survived by sister Veryl Garrett of New Port Richey, FL and brother Rex Fischer of Palm Harbor, FL.
My mom grew up in Gary, Indiana where she met my father, Jim, at a bowling alley in Gary and later married on August 15,1940. Their first home was on North Street in Crown Point, IN. My dad owned and operated Jim Clarke’s Sports Shop. My mom managed the store for 16 years. She was a member of Psi Iota Xi Sorority Crown Point Chapter and also volunteered at St. Anthony’s Nursing Home. Mom was an avid bowler and golfer, winning many awards for both. She loved to fish and helped at their bait and boat shop in Shelby, Indiana on weekends during the summer. Mom was super baker! She loved making pies, cakes and cookies. She always gave her best to everyone, whether at parties in her home or taking the baked goods to others. She was a creative “Jello Maker”, always making something new with it, my children called her the “Jello Queen”, each one having their favorite creation (or at least pretended to have one). When I was a teenager, I vividly remember the time that she took all of my live plants from the inside planters and replaced them with artificial flowers and things she went foraging for. When I came home I was greeted by artificial flowers covered with silver paint. She used her gold or silver spray paint on anything & everything. We used to laugh and say don’t sit in a place too long or you might become a statue. We spent many hours at Our Store in Crown Point, working on Mosaic tile… we did a coffee table… copper jewelry with glass top we put into a small kiln.
As a family enjoyed some wonderful moments through the years… She so loved her grandkids and great grandkids… We used to laugh as she rarely remembered how to spell their names in cards and on envelopes for decades, but now it will be a funny memory… One of her favorite things in the summers in Indiana was to take the grandkids to the Lake County Fair – many pictures were taken on the little boats, airplanes and merry-go-round. A family tradition was to bring shrimp on Christmas Eve, and then after children went to bed we wrapped Christmas presents, assembled bikes and such, that Santa would bring. Leaving cookies the children decorated and hot cocoa for Santa. In the morning my parents would come and watch them open their presents and bringing them more!!! They spoiled the kids. She always put a crisp $20 in every holiday card for the kids – except one time – our youngest, around six opened her birthday card at the dinner table and shook the card and envelope trying to figure out where the money was. My mother forgot to put it in. It was tradition – even at 6 she knew. The entire table roared with laughter – its one of those family moments you just don’t forget. Mom and dad took them everywhere – concerts, circus, amusement parks, movies, dinners (so many dinners) and so many other places.
She always had some crafting project underway in the later part of her life. We adored to receive her crafty bottles & oatmeal boxes all decked out with pictures she cut from magazines and catalogs with her arthritic little fingers… She spent so much time on each one – no matter if it matched your decor or not… She made it custom according to what she had in her mind for all of us & friends too… She always had a spare oatmeal box doorstep, window, tabletop or framed wall decoration for someone in need. Many of her bottles are in the windows of her doctors’ offices and have remained there today. She loved hand-sewing, particularly the unique bow ties for my dad and a few doctors. She also made bibs for Alzheimer patients, which always gave her spirits a big lift knowing she was making a difference for someone – so rightfully proud!
In the 70’s when mom and dad moved to Florida, they lived at Sea Castle Condos. My dad started a real state business and was known locally as “The Singing Realtor”. He performed many places and my mother never missed a concert – she even sold his recordings at many of them. She was a real social butterfly, entertaining, going to lots of dinners and dances at many clubs in the area. She even went to clown school! Mom was always a loving mom and grandmother, putting her family first and making sure that everyone, especially the grandchildren and great grandchildren was taken care of and lacking nothing – her constant caring was one of the things that endeared her to us. Her later years were really a rollercoaster for her, but she always surprised us with a strength that brought her back to us… she was a fighter, so bold; but was always there to hold… My mom’s last few years were spent living with family members and then at rehab and nursing center. Her final peaceful days were at Hernando-Pasco Hospice where she passed on with family at her side and one of my father’s recordings playing nearby. She has moved on to be with the Lord, my dad and family that preceded her. She will be missed by our family and her friends who loved her.
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Donations can be made to the HPH Hospice Foundation, Attn: Donations, 12107 Majestic Blvd, Hudson, FL 34667. Donations can also be made on line at http://www.hph-hospice.org/.