Death date: Feb 23, 2024
Clayton Shaw Glore, age 47, left us too soon February 23, 2024. Clayton was born in Austell to James and Joan Glore. He spent his childhood in the Austell and Mableton area, and graduated from South Cobb High School. He went on to Read Obituary
Kindness
From: Gabriel Neely
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To my true friend and brother in arms, Clay "The Prince of Mableton" Glore. You left way too soon brother. There were still so many more engines to conquer, stories to be told, memories to be made, and laughter to be heard. You were instrumental in the making of the best year of my life. You were always there to help turn the wrenches on the trucks that carried K&G Logistics around the country. You never hesitated to reprimand me for the stupid shit I was doing and were wise enough to know just exactly how much and what needed to be said. We kept each other's personal vehicles running and then some. We swapped tools and swapped some women too. You were a friend and brother to both of "the Neely Boys" and time would escape me to mention the bonfires, the brotherhood, the tattoos, late night guitar picking, the shit we broke, the shit we fixed and broke again, the creepy owls who sounded like monkies in the trees in your front yard, and everything before and beyond. From the 6th grade until now you never failed to be there for all those who knew you and loved you. Tell everyone from our crew who crossed the finish line before us I said "Hello" and tell Scott I said keep it down up there before they take away his guitar. I will see you both again one day, just not today. Be missing ya man and love ya brother. Until we meet again......
I went to high school with Clay and some of my fondest memories involved him. His drawings always blew me away. He is one of those rare individuals that made friends with everyone and no one said a bad thing about. I had not spoken to him in years but I know the world needs a few more men like Clay.
This news broke my heart. I am fortunate to have shared many good times, amazing memories, and some serious, "belly laughs" with Clay. A few tears and a whole lot of love for you my dear friend. Your fight is over and may you rest peacefully. You are sorely missed.
