Clyde M. Jenkins ✵ 1921-1999

Name at birth:    Clyde M. Jenkins 
Date of birth:    March 4, 1921 
Place of birth:   Belvue, Kansas 
Date of death:    July 23, 1999 
Place of death:   Nampa, Idaho 
Place of burial:  Cremated, Ashes scattered in the Pacific Ocean
                  near Depoe Bay Oregon.

Submitted by: Joanne Bayless (

Dad served in the US Army during WW II. He proudly served at Normandy on D-Day and at the Battle of the Bulge. He was married to Joan Cuthbert and they made their home in Nampa for many years before moving to Lincoln City, Oregon. Dad was known to many people as the “KING OF LING”. He was also referred to in the Idaho Statesman as “THE OLD MAN OF THE SEA”. People came to Depoe Bay and would request to fish on the boat that “Clyde”, “The Old Man Of The Sea” was fishing on. His great love was his family, fishing and hunting. His wife Joan was always in his heart. His children wish they would have had more years together with their dad but the years they did have were the BEST. Clyde is survived by his wife Joan Jenkins; daughters and their spouses, JoAnne and Bob Bayless and Marsha Martineau; grandchildren Tina Bayless O’Malley and her husband David; Tasha Bayless Zupo and her husband Scott; BobbiJo Bayless; Alex Bayless and his wife Robin and Trinity Griffin and her husband J.J.; great grandchildren, Shantell O’Malley, Teak O’Malley, Kylie Zupo, Alex Bayless, Chelsea Kennedy, August Kennedy and Saraea Griffin; Sister-in-law, Margaret Jenkins; nieces Sandy and her husband Tony Bradshaw & their family, Connie Sue Jenkins and her son. He was preceded in death by his parents, Perry and Bertha Jenkins and 3 brothers, Harry Jenkins, Ervin Hupe, and Harold Jenkins. Dad will be sorely missed by his family and friends that he left behind. I just want everyone to know that I was Blessed with the Best Dad in the whole world, he was the most Gentle, Kind, Caring and Fair man in the world. And I will always thank god that I was lucky enough to call him My Dad! I Love You, JoAnne.

When I must leave you for a
little while
Please do not grieve and shed
wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you
through the years.
But start out bravely with a
gallant smile;
And for my sake and in my
Live on and do all things the
Feed not your loneliness on
empy days,
But fill each waking hour in
useful ways,
Reach out your hand in comfort
and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
hold you near;
And never, never be afraid to
For I am waiting for you in the

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