Charles Mark Tipton, aka “Hamous”

Charles Mark Tipton
September 5, 1957 – January 7, 2022
https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/houston-tx/charles-tipton-10521092/amp

IN THE CARE OF Brookside Funeral Home & Memorial Park

Charles Mark Tipton age 64 departed family and friends on January 7th 2022 in his Houston home.Mark was born in Orlando fl to Charles J Tipton and Shirley(Hyde) Tipton.He was the older brother to Kelly Tipton-Vogt and Shanna Tipton Smyth. Mark had a dedication to his family, friends and his church, he was a devout Catholic. He had a never ending love for music of many different genres and had an undeniable knowledge that was vast and deep, at a level of a music historian. Mark was a graduate of Newbery High School, Newberry fl. Mark graduated from Sante Fe Community College Gainesville Fl, with an AS degree in Environmental Science. He later would return to College to finish his bachelor’s degree in Chemistry from the University of Houston Downtown. He is survived by his mother Shirley Hyde Tipton, Kelly Tipton-Vogt and “CV” Vogt, Melbourne Beach fl. Shanna and Robin Smyth, Archer Fl. He was also survived by his nephews Alexander Vogt, Christian Vogt, Ricky Hughes, Brandon Hughes. His niece Savannah Vogt, his Aunt Sarah “Sally” Segrest and his Uncle Keith Hyde. He was also survived by his cousins, their spouses and children. Mark also leaves behind his Houston family who knew how to enjoy each other’s presence when together with love, laughter, music and beer! Mark was preceded in death by his father Charles J Tipton, his grandmother Anna Lee Clemons, his Grandfather Joseph Hyde, Uncle’s Dub Segrest, Sonny Hyde, Boonie Sullivan, Charlie Reddick, Timothy Hyde and Aunt Danie Reddick .

In lieu of flowers donations can be made to KPFT, Houston’s Community Station to any of the “Blues” programs.

A memorial service for Charles will be held Tuesday, January 18, 2022 at 7:00 PM at St. Patrick’s Catholic Church, 4918 Cochran St., Houston, TX 77009.

Fond memories and expressions of sympathy may be shared at www.brooksidefuneralhomelauder.com for the Tipton family.

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Wow. What a shock. When I broke the news to Hubby, he asked how I’d gotten to know Mark. I explained all the twistings and turnings of “Chronically Biased” to “Lone Star Times,” to this site. Hammy had been gracious enough to allow me to spout some of my musings here, when my muse was banging on my mental door to be let out. When LST suddenly shuttered its doors, Hammy was again gracious in allowing us to settle our virtual butts on his virtual couch, letting us kick off our shoes, shove the newspaper on the floor, and talk and laugh over the day’s events while we drank our iced tea. Or adult beverage. He gave our little blogger family a home.

He introduced me to the Traditional Latin Mass and Fr. Felix at Annunciation Church downtown, for which I’ll always be grateful. He attended the 9:00 novus ordo mass, and if I arrived early enough, we could bump into each other between masses. Indeed, we did just that fairly recently. I was so happy to see him, it was all I could do to restrain myself from leaping up and hugging him around the neck. The last few times I was there early, I eagerly searched for him, but wasn’t surprised to not see him, since I knew he went out of town often. I was always disappointed that I’d missed him.

There’s been some concern about his well being among some of us recently. I remember when I met another Hamster (he gave me my office chair and we had a long talk in the parking lot of a local Whataburger), I promised him a gift I was making for his car. I was puzzled when he didn’t respond to my emails — and then a few days later we heard the news that he had passed. When Hammy disappeared, I began fearing the same. Unfortunately, those fears have played out. This has taken me totally by surprise, as the last time I saw him, he was hale and hearty. He’d recently talked about his upcoming retirement plans. I’ve never heard him complain about any ailments.

I will be in attendance tonight. I’m glad that Texpat called me when he did, so I didn’t miss my chance to honor him and say good-bye tonight. If I get any info on how we lost our dear friend, I will let you know.

We will figure out where to go from here. But we have time, from what I understand. I love our little blogger family. I am closer to you guys than I am to some of my own blood. This loss is dear to me. And to all y’all, as well, I am sure.

Do not take anyone you love for granted. Let them know you love them. Forgive. Reach out. None of us are guaranteed a tomorrow.

On that note, I love all y’all.

Rest in eternal peace and light, dear Mr. Tipton.