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CLYDE MONROE MCWHORTER

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1945-2024

Clyde McWhorter was born in Houston, Texas on Christmas Day, December 25, 1945.

Of the seven children born to William Monroe and Erma (Bullock) McWhorter, Clyde was the only baby who was delivered in a hospital. His childhood was spent in Houston, but at a young age Clyde left home in search of adventure. He served his country honorably in the U.S. Navy.

“A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do.” - Bob Dylan A rambler and a rebel, Clyde left home when he was about 15 or 16 years old. He spent years exploring the great Western United States but was always welcomed home by his devoted family when he returned to Texas. He was a lover of music and gifted his nephew Steve Bridges his first guitar.

Clyde valued education and was constantly learning, seeking, evaluating, and debating.

He was a staunch Bernie Sanders supporter, much to the chagrin of his conservative family.

Gambling was a favorite pastime, so it was only fitting that Clyde made his home in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Dogs and cats had a special place in Clyde’s big heart, and he was known for having a menagerie of pets around him at home and when he traveled. He had a wicked sense of humor, an infectious laugh, and a great love for his family, no matter how many miles separated them.

There was a great celebration in Heaven as the Prodigal Son went home on Grandy’s (Walter Horace Bullock) birthday, November 26, 2024.

Clyde was preceded in death by his parents, William and Erma McWhorter; his sister, Paula (Kenneth) Bridges; sister, Peggy (Richard) Schelsteder; his brother, Winston Franklin “Sonny” McWhorter; and his brothers-in-law, Bill Leonard and Kenneth Bridges.

Clyde is survived by his sisters Lillie (Bill) Leonard and Martha Springfield; his brother, Clifton (Carolyn) McWhorter; his son, Eugene Monroe McWhorter; grandson, Chase McWhorter; and granddaughter, Emily Jean Durham.

Clyde’s memory will live on in the hearts of his many nieces, nephews, and friends.