Memorial Trees
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Love, Jimmy, Lindsay & McCallan
July 10, 2025
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Your sister Alice
July 06, 2025
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Kimberly & Family
July 05, 2025
Memorial trees planted for:
Clarence Stratton
<p><p>Clarence Stratton<br></p><p>Brockport: Passed away peacefully on Saturday, June 28th, 2025. He was surrounded<br></p><p>by so much love and affection. All his loved ones and friends,<br></p><p>Clarence was predeceased by his sweetheart of 59 years, His loving wife Sharon Otto<br></p><p>Stratton, His Parents, Luther Stratton and Lokie Stratton. He is also predeceased by his<br></p><p>Brother Charles Stratton, Harry Stratton, his sisters, Ellen Maynard, and Geneva Moore.</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>Clarence is survived by his four daughters, Wendy M. Fountaine (James Fountaine),<br></p><p>Kimberly L. Piddington, Sherry L. Stratton (Wesley Catracchia), and Channon A.<br></p><p>Dobson (Todd Dobson).. His grandchildren Torrie R. Vileria (Douglas Vileria), Brittnie A.<br></p><p>Piddington, (Mike Hebrle) Tyler D. Stratton, Bryce C. Fountaine (Michelle Fountaine)<br></p><p>Angel Fountaine, Jimmy Fountaine (Lindsay Fountaine), Katie Schaus, Trevor Dobson,<br></p><p>and Jeremy Dobson (Amanda Dobson). His great-grandchildren, Jersie L. Drake,<br></p><p>Chevelle R. Vileria, Camellia J. Vileria, Matthew Fountaine, Logan Fountaine, and<br></p><p>McCallan Fountaine. His sisters Alice King and Geraldine Albert. </p></p><p><br></p><p><p>Clarence is survived by many nieces and Nephews and great<br></p><p>nieces and Nephews. He is survived by his brother-in-law, Roger C. Otto (Liza Otto) - He<br></p><p>is also survived by his lifelong family friends, Frank Kelper. Cindy Schlosser, Frank<br></p><p>Robb and many more.</p></p><p><br></p><p><p><br></p><p>Clarence was born in Pikeville, Kentucky he moved to Brockport when he was a young<br></p><p>boy. He met his forever sweetheart while she was standing on a ladder at the<br></p><p>workmen's store, and her forever long legs won him over. They were married on June 17th,<br></p><p>1967. They went on to have four daughters whom he loved very much. More than<br></p><p>anything Dad loved his Lord &amp; Savior. He was a Godly Man and was not ashamed of it.<br></p><p>For my dad it was put God First, then his wife and then his children. Dad loved his<br></p><p>classic cars, and if you knew dad, he had every one of them in his lifetime. Dad was<br></p><p>always in his jeans and baseball cap, cowboy boots and a cold bottle of coca cola. He<br></p><p>would always walk uptown and talk to anyone. He was not a stranger to anyone. He<br></p><p>would give the very shirt off his back and would never let anyone go hungry or thirsty.<br></p><p>Dad had blue eyes like the bluest ocean water. Dad loved his snacks, there was never<br></p><p>a time he wasn’t snacking. He loved to garden and fish. He loved to ride his motorcycle<br></p><p>many years ago. His favorite pastime was watching Gunsmoke. Dad wasn’t only<br></p><p>known to his grandchildren as Papa. Many of the community kids called him Papa. To<br></p><p>know Dad was to love him. He was a Man's Man, A gentle soul, a man of very few<br></p><p>words. He was kind and Gentle. He was honest to the core. Most of all, he was a family<br></p><p>man and our protector. The day Dad lost Mom, he couldn’t go on without her. He fought<br></p><p>for 7 months and just wanted to be with his sweetheart. He needed her more. Each one<br></p><p>of us daughters had our own relationship with Dad, just as we did with Mom. Dad would<br></p><p>always say, my firstborn baby girl. When I was little (Wendy)I would ask him to go for a</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>walk and get French Fries. Dad counted on watching High Chaparral with Sherry; he<br></p><p>would make sure he called her every day at 1:00 pm. He was always “Daddy to Sherry.<br></p><p>Channon could make Dad laugh even when he didn’t want to laugh.</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>Her favorite pastime with Dad was Mom, Sherry, Channon, and Cousin Tammy were staying up late and<br></p><p>watching TV, laughing so hard that Dad would wake from sleeping to come and yell at<br></p><p>them. They would all run and hide, including Mom.<br></p><p>Torrie his first grandchild, was the Apple of his eye, he would say. No matter what Torrie<br></p><p>did, Papa was right there to get her out of trouble. Papa was my hero and the toughest<br></p><p>man I've ever known (Torrie) Papa would always say. “Be good, Hun, Papa loves you.<br></p><p>The best memory for me (Tyler) was the painted heart-shaped rock he gave to me for<br></p><p>my birthday.<br></p><p>Papa and I always celebrated our birthday together(Jersie). He would always try and go<br></p><p>to my soccer games, and if he could not make it. He would always ask me if I won,<br></p><p>Papa spoiled Chevelle and Camellia, anything they wanted he would give it to them. He<br></p><p>loved to buy them toys and clothes, but most of all McDonald's. He looked forward to<br></p><p>taking them to the park and just being outside with them. Camellia was his sensitive<br></p><p>clown, and Chevelle was his princess.<br></p><p>Papa always asked about me(Bryce) and always told me how proud he was of me. I<br></p><p>knew he loved me.<br></p><p>I know that Dad would have loved Bryce and Shelly’s soon-to-be new addition to the<br></p><p>family. We will make sure he will know that his Papa would have loved him.</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>To my Papa, who always told me “ I don’t know what I would do without you,” I'm not<br></p><p>sure what ill do without you now. The man who I chased around the yard for paint and<br></p><p>wood one summer day, you were getting so frustrated with me that day, and then I<br></p><p>surprised you with your “PAPA” sign that still hangs in your room to this day. You<br></p><p>weren’t only the family's papa, but you became all of our friends' and communities' papa.<br></p><p>The man who taught me to always look someone in the eye and have love and respect.<br></p><p>You have pulled me out of trees, trouble, and so much more. I'll always be your girl and<br></p><p>the twinkle in your eye. Like you always said, “be safe and I love you too, babe”.<br></p><p>My father was my Superman, my best friend, my storyteller. He was my first true love<br></p><p>and my last true love. My father never let me down. I will always see him in the<br></p><p>distance with his baseball cap and his cowboy boots. Just go right…</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>And he bowed his head to Jesus<br></p><p>And he stood for Uncle Sam</p></p><p><br></p><p><p>And he only loved one woman<br></p><p>(He) was always proud of what he had<br></p><p>He said his greatest contribution<br></p><p>Is the ones you leave behind<br></p><p>Raised on the ways and gentle kindness<br></p><p>Of a small-town Southern man<br></p><p>(Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)<br></p><p>(Of a small town Southern man)<br></p><p>“Alan Jackson”</p></p><p><br></p><p><p><br></p><p>Visiting hours will be Thursday, July 10th, 2025, from 5:00 pm to 7:00 pm at Fowler<br></p><p>Funeral Home at 340 West Ave, Brockport, NY 14420.<br></p><p>Food and drink after. Hampton Inn Brockport 4873 Lake Road Brockport.</p></p><p><br></p>January 30, 1947 - June 28, 202501/30/194706/28/2025
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