Cliff "Sonny" Trice Jr. (1/25/1944-11/6/2022)

Clifford Leon Trice, Jr., of Sherman, Texas, passed away from this life to an everlasting place in Heaven on November 6, 2022. He was surrounded and comforted by his loved ones.

Cliff attended Sherman High School, followed by three years of combat service in Vietnam and a career in law enforcement with the Phoenix Police Department. He is survived by his brother Scott Trice, daughters Leslie Couture and Laura Graziano of Denton, as well as five grandchildren: Jacob, Ryan, Ethan, Starbuck and Holland.

His ashes will be scattered and a service held later at the Dallas-Fort Worth National Cemetery.

Our Dad left a personal statement which we have included below.

I was born during WWII to Clifford Leon Trice Sr., and Meda Jane Viser. For ten years, I was the only child before my brother made his glorious appearance. My early developmental years were heavily influenced by six uncles and an aunt on my Dad's side, with an uncle and an aunt on my Mom's. All were products of the "Great Depression" and WWII. While my uncles, most combat veterans, spoke little-publicly-about their experiences of war, their wives were not so muted about their lives without their husbands, and later what family life at home was after the war, when they returned.

As I began to mature, I learned to make myself almost hidden when the families gathered during special occasions at "the big house," their parents' home in Sherman. My quietness was so I could be the "fly-on-the-wall" while these men talked amongst themselves. This tactic was especially informative when around the kitchen with their wives. I would employ this same low key approach when visiting my Grandmother's home in the country community of Pink Hill, on my mother's side. These five dozen gatherers would produce the same insightful stories. All about "hard times" and how they dealt with them until the 50s and beyond.

My life is a patchwork quilt made up of worries, solutions, good times and bad of all these special people. I failed in my life as a husband, father to hold my family together, regrettably.

Note from the Editors (Laura & Leslie).

Our Dad moved back into our life, to help when our mother was going through cancer, dementia, and death. Despite their divorce some long years ago he was there at the hospital when she died.  Afterwards, we got to know each other, although this time as adults. Our father was quiet, reflective, kind, and loving.  The experience was a blessing and we hold him in our hearts through this time of sorrow.

Thanks to our friends, family, Dr. Anant Sharma and his staff at Texas Oncology, Dr. George Rojas, and especially, the staff of Trio Home Care.