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Clayton Clenney
Oct. 3rd, 1983 * April 24, 2008
Sometimes we forget how short life can be.
Clayton was a passionate young man who took every opportunity
to experience life abundantly,
from his great fondness for nature and hunting and a deep-rooted love for
his family, he sought after and relished all that life had to offer. He will
be greatly missed by friends and family.
To every
thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven a time
to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to
build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a
time to gather stones together, a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast
away; a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time
to speak a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of
peace.
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