Birth date: Apr 3, 1948 Death date: May 24, 2024
Clyde Joseph Baham, Sr., a lifelong resident of Folsom, was born on April 3, 1948, and passed away on Friday, May 24, 2024. He is survived by his son, Joseph Baham, Jr. (Melissa); his grandchildren, Tyler Randall and Dixie Baham. Read Obituary
Clyde was a very dear friend of mine from years ago. We penned cattle together and with Kenny, Keith, Jy, and many others we had a lot of fun together despite being at work. A welder by trade but a cowboy at heart. He was so very kind and respectful and I appreciate the time we spent together as friends. He always so very proud of Joseph. Love and prayers - A good man gone but not forgotten.
Love, Renee’ and Floyd Pitzer
Clyde was my first supervisor at Trinity Marine. He was a very fair boss in whom I became to like and be friends with. I will never forget one day he told me that I didn't need to address him sir but I would continue to because to me he deserved my respect in a number of ways he treated me. Of course he may had treated me kindly to get me to work harder. (Smile) Clyde was well liked among most all of those who worked for him and those who knew him around the work place. He was definitely a person you like being around. For sure he will be missed. I want to express my deepest heart felt sympathy and condolences. May each of you find comfort and peace knowing that Clyde was a likable and fond person. May God bless and soothe everyones hurt, pain and emptiness in these times of sorrow. Respectfully Glenn Richardson
Mr Clyde was a man’s man . He helped me a lot when I worked at the ship yard. He will be missed by all.to all his siblings. Just remember you come from good stock
I am so sorry Joseph, that you lost your father and you lost your mother
I know you probably don’t remember me, but I sure remember you
When you were a baby, you would not go to sleep. Your mother was so sleepy and so tired so she brought you to me and in your little carrier you would lay there and sleep at my house
Another memory, I have of your mother is we had a big white bulldog and he was blind your mother was terrified of him. He was just a oh fat, lazy dog, but every day he would go and lay by your back door and your mother would come home from work and be scared to death and we’d have to go get him
We rodeoed with Clyde. For many years
They were the best now they’re in heaven together again
We were neighbors we lived next-door to you
So I go way back with Clyde and Ginny many good memories
My heart is broken for you
Have faith God will comfort you🙏🙏🙏
Darlene Miller💔
