My grandfather was a great man who surpassed everyone's thoughts of him. He raised my sister and me from birth and always thought of us before he did himself. We will never forget what he did for us, and the sacrifices he made when we were growing up.
Clyde Edsel Shankles
Date Of Birth: March 20, 1934
Date Of Death: September 7, 2010
Place of Death: University Hospital (U.A.B.)
Services were September 10, at 2 p.m. at Crestwood Funeral Home in Gadsden.
Clyde Shankles is survived by his wife, Margie Lou Shankles, daughter Kyra Michelle Beam, son, Stuart Barron Shankles, and granddaughters Azalea Nicole King (Justin Allen King) and Kelly Dawn Shankles (Cori Sears Quire), sisters Linda Lee, Faye Ross, and Betty Sue Stephens, and several nieces and nephews.
Poem By: Azalea Nicole King
He will soar like a bird,
Flying over the mountain.
Who always took us to the mall,
To throw pennies in the fountain.
He gave us the courage and strength to carry on,
And always gave Snowbie and Peanut a miniature dog bone.
When times were tough,
He still gave for free.
He raised us since before we were three.
We have always loved you Papa, and always will.
There are a lot of things at home that remind me of Papa. The chair he always sat in with the dogs, his work table in his room, and even the television. Now every time I leave the house and come back, I half expect him to be sitting in that chair waiting for me. He always waited, even if it went way past the time he liked to go to sleep. He raised my sister and me when my parents couldn't, and tried to give us the best he could. We loved to sit and listen to his stories from the past, like how he stood up for his sisters, or about how it was when he was in the army. I personally loved growing up as Papa's little girl, and always being right there with him. He told me one time, that when I was three or four years old, I climbed onto the roof of our old house looking for him. I never got to express how grateful I was to him for everything he did for my sister and me, but one thing I will always know, is that I got lucky when we went to Papa, because no one could love us more than he and my Grandmother did. He was never really an emotional person, but you could tell if he loved you or not. His love was always through his actions, not his words. I know Papa will be watching when my nephew, Elijah, is born, and for my marriage to Cori. I will never forget Papa; I don't think anyone who has met him will. Thank you.