Helen Louise Clark

Pebble Beach ~ Helen L. Clark, a native of San Francisco and fifty-five year Monterey Peninsula resident, passed away Christmas morning with her family by her side. She graced local businesses with her secretarial skills and love of life. Before retiring, she worked at the Defense Language School.

Helen was a parishioner of St. Angela Merici Church. In addition to being an avid reader, gifted Artist and Poet, she was also a volunteer with Community Hospital. She enjoyed bowling with her pink flecked ball, swimming at various peninsula pools including the famous Lovers Point salt water pool, walking the local beaches and never missed hiking the pathway of poppies above Ribera Beach in the springtime. Helen particularly loved dancing with her husband, Harvey. She had a wonderful outlook on life and always placed others before herself.

Helen is survived by her children, Phil Clark, Gayle (Steve) Beane, Mary (Dave) Clark Luce, Kathy (Chip) Wittpenn and Harvey (Eric Rey) Clark, five grandchildren and four great-grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her husband, Harvey, in 2011. The family is grateful to the caregivers, Blanca, Velma, & Sonia and to the staff at Community Hospital of the Monterey Peninsula.

A Memorial Service will be held on February 01. Contact family members for time and location. Memorial contributions are suggested for the Pacific Grove Library, 550 Central, Pacific Grove, 93950 or the SPCA for Monterey County, PO Box 3058, Monterey, 93942. Please visit www.thepaulmortuary.com to sign Helen’s guest book and leave messages for her family.

"A Mother's Love"

A Mother's love is something that no on can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may, for nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . .It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, and it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking . . .It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns, and it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems . . .It is far beyond defining, it defies all explanation, and it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation . . .A many splendored miracle man cannot understand and another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand.....Helen Steiner Rice