| Clyde Mallett in my humble opinion should represent everything John Deere stands for. He is a true cajun. Grown up with a hard life and a cajun heritage. Clyde Mallett would hunt and fish for food. He would grow vegetables and fruit for food as well. And sell some for money for the family. He, his brothers, sister, mom, and dad lived in a one bedroom house. They did not have electricity. During Easter they would dye eggs with coffee. Because they could not afford food coloring. When he got to be 18 he got a job. And for the first time his younger brothers had Christmases. He bought them presents and clothes. He would fix tractors and cars. They had a pile of old time cars that were like gold to them. Always rebuilding them and fixing them up to ride and go to dances with. Clyde Mallett worked in Welsh. At a John Deere shop. He would until he died. See above for the date he died. During the rosary at his funeral so many people showed up. Farmers said it was Clyde that made the farms what they were. It was Clyde that gave them hope. Clyde Mallett died of a heartattack, but he fought until then. He lost that battle, but he didn't lose us. We still love the man with everything we have. The man taught me what pure strength was. No working out. Only earning big raw muscle by doing farming stuff. My Uncle Clyde had the biggest turnout at a funeral in Welsh. Attracting people from all over. He had John Deere trucks leading the funeral. Not one dry eye in the place. As we watched in honor that a man who lead one hell of a life go onto the other side. He would now watch over us as we watched in awe. Thank you Uncle. I love you and miss you. My father and I still keep your memory alive with gifts. God Bless you sir. |
