Judith Diane (Swartz) Clark

Judy entered the world on October 24, 1969 to her loving parents Don and Judy Swartz. Growing up she could be found in a barn saddling up her horses or playing with her siblings and neighbors at the local pond. Judy has always loved animals of any kind, and any stray always had a place to call home with her. She found peace in nature and always wanted to live the country lifestyle.

Judy spent most of her life as a stay-at-home mom taking care of her four children Niki, Tj, Dustin and Tiffany. Her family was deeply important to her, and her children were her proudest accomplishment. She cared deeply for others and would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it more than she did. Judy was a homemaker for most of her life, but for some time she worked as an in-home hospice CNA and she loved her clients deeply, treating them as if they were family while being there for them during life’s hardest moments.

She had a deep love for the ocean, finding tranquility next to the waves and going on morning walks on the beach to look for dolphins and seashells. If she wasn’t at the beach, she wanted to be in the Smoky mountains. She loved the peace that comes along with being in the mountains with nothing else other than nature.

Judy was what some may call a Disney fanatic. She was never shy to admit she was still a kid at heart and loved anything and everything to do with Disney. She found comfort in her favorite childhood Disney movies and cartoons, and she favored her Disney collectibles. Even her animals were named after her favorite characters.

Saying goodbye is never easy, but her memories live on through her children and her family serving little reminders of the life she had here with us. May you think about her when you see a hummingbird, listening to the sounds of waves crashing, or when you’re laying down and rewatching an old Disney movie. She will be deeply missed, and the memories we have will forever be treasured.

“Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end, but in my heart is a memory and there you’ll always be.” — Widow Tweed, The Fox And The Hound