“Together Again” As we sit in Heaven and watch you every day, We try and let you know with signs that We never went away. We hear you when you’re laughing, and we watch you as you sleep, We even place our arms around you to calm you as you weep. We see you with the days aways, begging to have us home. So we try to send you signs, so you know you’re not alone. Don’t feel guilty that you have life. Life that was denied to us. Heaven is truly beautiful; just you wait and see! So live your life, laugh again, enjoy yourself, be free. Then we will know with each breath you take, you taking one for us in eternity.
Clyde, My Brother, words can not express how much my heart is hurting because you are not here. Never would I have thought that the Lord would have taken away my Lil brother before myself. I know the Lord makes no mistakes. No matter what hardships you faced throughout life, you conquered them and were a better person for it. I appreciate you stepping up and taking my children to church when I couldn’t. I told you when you first got in trouble I would only bail you out one time, but don’t call me if you got in trouble again. Nevertheless, you got in trouble again and I hung the phone up on you. You were stunned, you couldn’t believe it. You told Sheila and she said “ Field told you not to get in trouble again.” All I ever wanted was the BEST for you. I had to give you tough love, but you knew I would always have your back. You loved your family, friends, and your church. Most importantly, you loved the Lord. When you got out of jail you became a Deacon. I was proud of you my brother. I told you if you were going to take on that kind of responsibility you had to do the right thing. We were very different but similar. You made me a better man. I would say slow down my brother and your response was “I have been locked up for so long, I am going to live my BEST life.” You did that until the very end. When Sheila died, your heart never recovered. You would go from her grave to momma grave and come home crying. If something happened with one of the mothers at the church, your eyes would be filled with tears. You loved your preacher and you loved all of the mothers at the church. I know you got your heart from momma. She instilled so many good qualities in you. You loved your children and you loved your grandchildren, especially Cha Chi. I was so proud when you taught him how to drive. You instilled qualities in him that only you could. You loved all of your nieces and nephews. You just wanted them to be better than you. You didn’t want them to make the same mistakes as you. They might have gotten mad at you, but they listened. You made all of our lives better. You were my brother and my closest friend. I don’t know how I will make it without you. Until we meet again, give momma a hug and kiss from me.
Love your brother, Field
Memories
My memories are what I have left, and a lesson I will not forget. The time has come when time is no more and all that’s left was once before. The memories so dear and true, those memories of me and you. Although we fell and stumbled at times, all those hills were necessary climbs. All the times when your heart shined through are the greatest memories I have of you. I will always remember you, brother of mine. In my heart I will keep you, so I will be fine. I will go forward with my head up high. It might be hard, I cannot lie. But in my heart you will be, moving forward, you with me. From sister Levader and Joyce Ann
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My Brother
From the depths of my heart, come the words of a brother, where our souls and our minds, are like that of no other. Protecting each other, is always a must, good times or bad times, never losing that trust. We never lacked courage, or showed too much pride, with no thoughts of guilt, or feelings put to the side. It’s important to strive forward, and not live through regret, but to savor the memories, and to never forget. To be such close companions, always made me so proud, never scared to express feelings, our emotions speak loud. Whether it’s heaven or on earth, our souls are always together, we share that sacred bond, knowing that brothers last forever. See you later baby brother, my friend. From your Big Brother Clemon
You Never Said Goodbye You never said I’m leaving, You never said goodbye. You were gone before we knew it, And only God knew why.
A million times we needed you, A million times we cried. If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died. In life we loved you dearly, In death we love you still. In our hearts you hold a place, That no one could ever fill. It broke our hearts to lose you, But you didn’t go alone. For part of us went with you, The day God took you home.
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“To everything, there is a season and purpose under the heaven.” Ecclesiastes: 3: 1
lyde Johnson was born May 23, 1964, to the late Clemon (C.J.) Johnson and Myrtlen Herrod Davis
Johnson. Clyde was baptized at an early age and was a Deacon and faithful member at Beautiful Zion Missionary Baptist Church in West Memphis, Arkansas. Clyde was preceded in death by his wife Shelia Lynn Johnson, father and mother Clemon and Myrtlen Johnson, his brothers Willie Davis, Jr., Frank Davis Walter Lee Davis, and his sister Dorothy Young. Clyde, AKA Black Money, was a kind, loving, outgoing, family-oriented man. He loved each and every family member, unconditionally. He was the CEO of Black Money Photos. He took a hobby that he loved and made it a profession. Clyde was an avid traveler who enjoyed traveling, BBQing, fishing with his grandsons, and spending time with his friends. No matter the occasion, he was always the best dressed in the building. He will be deeply missed by so many. Clyde’s loving memories will be cherished by his two beautiful and loving daughters, Keisha Maria Williams (Micheal) and Corneisha Renee Thompson; two outstanding sons, Cortney R. Lester, and Chauncey E. Thompson, two wonderful brothers; Field (the late Thelma) Davis, Clemon (the late Gloria) Johnson; two beautiful sisters Joyce Ann (James) Gamble and Levader (the late John L.) Jones, thirty-one nieces and nephews, a host of other family members that he loved dearly, and a countless number of friends that he cherished.
Order of Celebration Saturday, December 26, 2020 12:00 Noon
Beautiful Zion Missionary Baptist Church
120 South 15th Street • West Memphis, Tennessee 72301 Reverend G. Bernard Steele, Officiating Music Prelude............................................................................................................................Beautiful Zion MBC Processional Scripture Reading: Old & New Testament.......................................................................................................................Minister Prayer................................................................................................................................Reverend Larry Robinson Song of Praise...........................................................................................................................Beautiful Zion MBC Words of Encouragement.........................................................................................................Minister Lee Whitfield
Reflections
(Respectfully, Two People. Two Minutes Please)
Family and Friends of Mr. Clyde Johnson Solo..........................................................................................................................................Karen White McGhee Resolutions & Acknowledgements Solo...................................................................................................................................................John Cummings Eulogy.............................................................................................................................Reverend G. Bernard Steele Parting View Recessional The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. Psalms 23
~ Acknowledgements ~
The Johnson Family would like to thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Wheter it was a prayer, a hug, warm wishes, a phone call, your helping hands or just your presence, we thank you for your thoughtful deeds and many acts of kindness.
~The Johnson Family ~ Honorary Pallbearers ~
Kevin McFadden Lawrence Johnson Johnnie James Williams Wallace Williams, Jr. Marcellous Cobb
~ Active Pallbearers ~
Kenneth Geter Kevin Gray Corey Jeffries
Johnnie Gilliam Shawn Harris Kevin White
~Committal Rites & Interment~ Memorial Park Cemetery 5668 Poplar Avenue Memphis, Tennessee 38119
~Repast~
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