McLain

McLain

Hubert Allen McLain, 81, a lifelong resident of Hart, Texas passed away on Dec. 16, 2023, in Hart. Celebration of Life Services will be on Thursday, Dec. 21, at 10:30 a.m. at First Baptist Church of Hart with Dr. Gene Meacham officiating. Graveside services will follow at the Hart Cemetery in Hart, Texas. Arrangements and services have been entrusted to Colonial Funeral Home of Dimmitt, Texas. A visitation will be held on Wednesday, Dec. 20, from 5 to 7 p.m. at the funeral home.

Allen was born to Hubert and Mildred Owens McLain on June 29, 1942, in Dimmitt, Texas. He grew up on the family farm and enjoyed giving his mother and father gray hair. Allen learned very painfully that life is precious, short, and unfair. He lost the love of his life, Sue Shurbet McLain after 15 years of marriage. He found himself lost with two children at home. There may have been some unconventional parenting, but it was done with unconditional love. He gave it his best as a single dad to 14-year-old Shandi, and 3-year-old Shane. As if life wasn’t hard enough, a few years later Allen had to do what no parent should ever have to do. He buried his daughter Shandi, at the young age of 17. He also lost his father, Hubert McLain, and brother, Bob McLain.

Allen knew loss and heart ache more than anyone should experience in a lifetime.

Amazingly, he didn’t become bitter, he lived life to the fullest. He loved deeply and appreciated all things in life. His love was not a traditional love, it came in smart aleck comments, jokes, and humor. If he didn’t give you a hard time, more than likely he didn’t like you.

When it came to farming, Allen was one of the best in the field. And he loved doing it.

He farmed a little of everything over his career including sugar beets, potatoes, corn, cotton, milo, wheat, and even trees. If he wasn’t farming, he would be buying and selling equipment. He enjoyed going to auctions and seeing old faces and meeting new ones. Or maybe it was catching up over a cold one that he enjoyed most about auctions. I’ll let you decide.

Allen loved to tell stories. Did he have to the stories to tell. From going to Vegas for days at a time with his buddies, planting and harvesting, traveling with friends, owning a bar, and hotels. His stories were wild and hilarious. Were they 100% true? I’ll let you decide.

In 2005, life drastically changed again, he was diagnosed with cancer. He was given just months to live. Good thing he was more stubborn than a mule. He fought a long and hard battle and beat cancer. The days of fast living were over, and he began to find a new normal once again. He continued to farm with the help of Shane. After Shane and SammiJo were married, they gave Allen his biggest blessing, grandchildren. He adored his grandchildren, Doc and Gracie. He stopped by and saw them every day; they brought so much joy to his life. He enjoyed driving around the farm in his white pickup, with his dog riding shotgun. Allen also took care of his mother Midge for many years. He also enjoyed eating at the café, visiting with friends, candy, and harassing whomever stopped by the barn. Finally, the family asks that in honor of Allen that you gather around your friends and family and have a cold one on his behalf. The family would like to thank BSA hospice of the Southwest for their kindness and compassion.