Clark Mitchell was born on the 17th February 1957 at Charleston Maternity Home, Montrose, Scotland. He was one of six children, Anne, Irene, Robert, Angus and Stuart (Twins). Clark's mother, Fan, is living in Montrose, along with the majority of Clark's brothers, sisters and their families. Sadly his dad, Robert (Bob), died after suffering a long illness – he never got over Clark's death.

Clark was educated at Laurencekirk Primary School and Laurencekirk Secondary School where he gained his Junior Certificate of Education. In 1972, at the age of 16 Clark joined the services. He was a Junior Soldier at Guards Depot, Pirbright Surrey. He completed numerous courses during service. Served in Northern Ireland, British Honduras (Belize) 1975, Germany, London, Kenya, Edinburgh, and Falklands. Clark's progress through the services saw him as L/Sgt Right Flank, 2nd Battalion Scots Guards.

Clark loved music, Photography, Food, Socialising with friends, Clothes and people. As a youngster he joined the Army Cadets and enjoyed working with horses on a local farm.

Clark and Theresa Manning were married on the 5th September 1975 at St Teresa's RC Church in Glasgow.

Theresa remembers:
"Clark was a very caring, gentle man. He was loving and giving, loyal a wonderful husband and my very best friend. Clark and I desperately wanted children, he would have been a wonderful father. I miss him so – even now.

He was quiet and shy until you got to know him. He had many good friends, people that I'm still in contact with, who speak of Clark with heart and warmth. He had a great sense of humour and a real zest for life. Clark gave of himself and asked for little or nothing in return, except perhaps love, honour and loyalty. He was always true to himself, his family and myself, his wife. I loved this man more than life itself. He was my world and his cruel death turned my whole world upside down and inside out. It smashed my very existence into a zillion pieces.

Clark was a wonderful human being. He was also an extremely good soldier. His leadership skills earned him a Mention in Dispatches during the Falklands War. His peers held him in high regard. A young guardsman was so taken with Clark that he named his son after him. I could go on and on.

It has been very difficult writing this, I still love and miss this wonderful man. I will take this to my grave one day. My love for Clark Mitchell will never die. His memory will live on as long as I breathe. He was loved and is sadly missed by his family. Clark blessed my life and gave his for the ones he loved. The Ultimate Sacrifice. A Truly Special Man."

My Darling Clark Gone from my life, but not from my heart. Your life a beautiful memory, your absence a silent grief. We had no chance to say goodbye My love for you will never die You always had a smile to share Time to give and time to care Always thoughtful always kind I was the one you left behind. Memories are treasured, no-one can steal Death leaves a pain no-one can heal Like falling leaves, the years slip by, But loving memories will never die.

Christmas at home, 1980, London	Sergeants Mess, Chelsea Baracks, 1981	Theresa and Clark's Wedding Day, 5th September, 1975
Theresa and Clark in Chelsea Baracks, 1981	Clark with his niece, Michelle and his nephew, Michael	Theresa and Clark's Wedding Day, 5th September, 1975