Partner Jack Nichols
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Elijah Hadyn "Lige" Clarke[1] (February 22, 1942 − February 10, 1975) was an American LGBT activist and journalist. Together with his partner Jack Nichols, Clarke created and wrote "The Homosexual Citizen" as a continuation to their original column written for The Mattachine Review beginning around 1965, however, the name "Homosexual Citizen" came from a newsletter originally written by Dr. Lilli Vincenz in the 1950s and then continued as the official newsletter of the Washington D.C. Mattachine Society. "The Homosexual Citizen", running in ''Screw'' magazine, was the first regular LGBT-interest column printed in a non-LGBT publication. As a result of the success of their column, Nichols and Clarke became known as the "most famous gay couple in America"—making them the first and only "Super-Stars" the gay community had ever known. In 1969, building on the success of the column, the two talked publisher Al Goldstein into publishing the first weekly national homosexual magazine called "Gay".
Born in 1942 in Cave Branch, a hollow in Knott County just outside the town of Hindman, Lige Clarke had deep roots in eastern Kentucky as the grandson of lawyer-educator George Clarke on his father’s side and store owner Elijah Hicks on his mother’s. His father, James Bramlette Clarke (1912-1977) operated the town's general store and chaired the county Republican Party. His uncle John was the postmaster. His mother was Corinne Hicks (1909–1965). Clarke spent his early years dividing his time between a little white house on Cave Branch and a residence above his grandfather’s (Hicks’s) store at “the forks of Troublesome Creek”. Clarke’s father was a Merchant Marine in World War Two who, upon returning home when the boy was seven, built a large building on the main street of Hindman, where he operated a general store and moved the family into a downstairs apartment.
An aspiring actor who spent summers as a teen at Bard’s Theatre in Abingdon, Virginia, Clarke thrived at Knott County High School (now the Kentucky School of Craft, 58 Education Lane, Hindman). He was also a religious youth who was involved with the Ivis Bible Church, now Hindman First Methodist Church. Clarke graduated from Eastern Kentucky University and then left to join the U.S. Army.
Clarke felt
loved and affirmed in
his home community,
where he had
been since childhood
and
remained
“everyone’s favorite.”
He returned frequently to
Hindman and /span>
often wrote
and spoke
affectionately of
it. His memories reflect
a
warmth and
an attachment to
the place and
people of
his upbringing,
but also an
ambivalence— in
part, perhaps, due to the economic decline he witnessed
in eastern
Kentucky
in those years,
which
fueled
his outrage at any injustice.
Four years before Stonewall, Lige Clarke—who worked at the Pentagon
in
the Office of the Joint Chiefs of Staff— became part of a small band of
Washington
D.C. Mattachine Society activists who staged the first openly gay picket in
front of
the White House on April 17, 1965—at a time when, as one of their peers put
it,
“picketing
was still
the
extreme expression of
dissent.”
Clarke allegedly
hand-lettered
nine
of the ten picket signs himself,
some of which
read “Gay is good!”—
which
in those mid-sixties years became a kind
of rallying cry
to combat the guilt
and shame heaped on gay people
by the larger society.
Jack Nichols met Lige at the Hideaway in Washington, DC, in 1964. Jack spotted a
shapely army man wearing "a blue shirt that showed his absolute definition.
His face had classic simmetry, his cheekbones high, his jaw strong, his eyes
hazel with lips full. He was blonde, his hair styled in a civilian mode, a
handsome wave directly above his forehead. I'd never seen anyone like him. The
description penned by Old Walt in his Leaves came to mind: "Dress
does not hide him / The strong sweet quality he has strikes through."
Nichols and Clarke had a break in mid-1967, when an exasperated Lige walked
out on the "first and only man I've ever loved," due to Jack's deepening
political focus on "saving the world" instead of savoring the relationship
they shared. When they came back together, they moved to New York and lived in a East Village apartment, near Tompkins
Square Park. Jack worked for Countrywide Publications where he edited
magazines like Strange Unknown and Companion; Lige occasionally modeled and
wrote for Countrywide. They became friends of Al Goldstein, an editor who
dreamed of creating a magazine that capitalized on the sexual revolution. In
November 1968, Screw hit the newsstands. In June 1969 Nichols and Clarke moved
to Lower East Side across from Fillmore East. In 1969 they launched GAY. The
cover of the first issue featured Lige wearing a white fish-net tank and
standing near an ocean vessel.
Clarke did not fully come out
to most members of his family. The exception was his
sister,
Shelbiana,
to whom he was extremely
close, and who with her young son and
daughter had
visited
their “Uncle Lige”
and “Uncle Jack”
in their East Village
apartment.
And even with Shelbi,
Clarke waited
until the 1970s,
long after she had
inferred his sexual path, to make it
plain. Afterwards, he told
her that he would
not
be surprised if her twelve-year-old son Eric also turned
out to be
gay, and in fact,
Lige’s reputed
clairvoyance appeared
to be validated
in that case.
As a young adult,
Eric Rhein later became
among
the nation’s first visual artists to come out publicly
as being HIV-positive (in 1987). Although Eric Rhein
never lived
in Hindman,
he spent part of
most summers there throughout
his childhood
and claimed
his
Kentucky
background
proudly,
most especially
the mentorship
provided
by his
uncle.
On February 10, 1975, Clarke was shot and killed near Veracruz, Mexico while driving toward Veracruz with his traveling companion, Charlie Black. For some reason, Black was only wounded while Lige Clarke was shot through the chest multiple times. Black and Clarke were pursued by two motorcycles who, with two riders each--one to drive the bike and one with an automatic machine gun--and eventually the vehicle crashed into a wall that was just outside the town square of San Julian de Vera Cruz. A man had just died in the village and the priest and doctor were standing in the village square when the shooting took place. The priest yelled at the gunmen and scared them off.
When they crossed the border into Mexico, the Mexican customs held both Clarke and Black longer than what seemed reasonable and they seemed unusually obsessed with the rough-draft of the newest book he and Jack Nichols had been working on together, "Men's Liberation: A New Definition of Masculinity", along with the other books that he and Jack had already done ("I have more fun with you than anybody" and "Roommates Can't Always Be Lovers"). It's possible that the Mexican government thought that, after checking Lige Clarke's background and discovering that he formerly held one of the United States' highest security clearances as a military adjunct to the Secretary of Defense during his service in the army, that he had been sent to Mexico as an "agitator" under the guise of a gay rights activist.
His father
and siblings,
with the help of
Kentucky
U.S. Rep. Carl
Perkins
(also a Hindman native), had
Clarke’s
body flown
home to
Hindman,
and Jack Nichols joined
them there at the family’s church for the funeral,
where he was treated
as if he were a
family
member.
Lige Clarke is buried
in the
Hicks Family
Cemetery,
which
lies on a
shaded hillside overlooking
Highway 550
just east of the Hindman city
limits.
Late in his life, Jack Nichols pondered whether the men who killed his soul mate might have worked for the Mexican Federales and killed Lige because they suspected he worked for the CIA and in other ponderings, he wondered whether Charlie Black might have worked for either the CIA or for the FBI and had in some way been involved with Jack's father, who was with the FBI and who had, many years before, threatened his life because he was a gay rights activist. He never found out the truth about what happened to Lige and why and it troubled him in his declining days. My published books:
Lige and Jack by Eric Stephen Jacobs
by by Roy Blakely
Lige Clarke in New York (2nd from L) with partner Jack Nichols (3rd from L) and other gay liberationists, circa 1970. Photos courtesy of Shelbiana Rhein.
Lige was traveling from Cocoa Beach, Florida to Veracruz, Mexico in one of his
many round-the-world adventures. He was traveling with a man named Charlie
Black who he and Jack Nichols had met who worked for the United States Post
Office in the Cocoa Beach Branch. Since Charlie owned a Ford Pinto and offered
to drive, that was all the impetus that Lige seemed to need.
After Lige's funeral in March 1975, (around April), Jack got a visit from Charlie Black who explained the circumstances of the murder. The circumstances he described did not match what Charlie had written to Shelbianna Rhein (Lige's sister) during his recovery.
Almost a year after Lige's murder, Jack received a postcard from Charlie dated January 18, 1976 which read:
"Jack, I trapped a butterfly and held it in my hand. I was blinded to its beauty as its wings struggled to escape. A ray of sun caught my eye and set the captive free. As it flew away it sprinkled its secrets on me."
Jack wrote in his memoirs, "What is Charlie trying to say?" It's likely that Charlie was taking responsibility for the murder of Clarke, as Lige Clarke often referred to himself as a "butterfly," from the ancient wisdom of Chang Choi: "I once dreamt that I was butterfly only to awake and wonder if I was a man who became a butterfly or a butterfly who dreamt he was a man."
The card was postmarked "San Francisco" but no one has seen or heard from Charlie since.
Jack's friend, Stephanie Donald, in one of many discussions with Nichols prior to his death in 2005, discussed Lige's death and Charlie Black with Jack. Nichols had for years wished to seek out Black and try to interrogate him more fully about what happened that night but he was both anxious and hesitant to resolve the matter, but felt sure that what happened had something to do with his father and felt that Charlie had been sent to destroy his life. At other times, he was just as sure that the murder had been carried out by Mexican authorities simply because they had discovered that Lige was gay when they searched his belongings at the Brownsville, Texas-Matamoros, Mexico border crossing.