Clayton Douglas Jacobs (Clay) of Columbia passed away unexpectedly because of an unknown cause. Clay was last seen on July 26, 2020, was reported missing by family and later found deceased Aug. 22, 2020. The date and cause of death are unknown.

Clayton is survived by his mother, Beth Jacobs; his daughter, Samantha (Joseph) Walker; his grandchildren, Wyatt and Eva Walker; and his siblings, Bill (Sherry) Jacobs and Carrie (Mitch) McVay. He is predeceased by his father, Victor Jacobs.

He was born March 6, 1962, in Manhattan, Kansas, and grew up from the age of four on his parents’ cattle farm in southern Boone County, known as J-Bar Farm. He knew hard work and perseverance from a very young age. As an avid hunter, fisherman, arrowhead collector and outdoorsman, he knew every deer trail, creek, bluff and valley throughout the farm, which today is Three Creeks Conservation Area. He was a precise shot with a rifle or a bow and could’ve fed an army if only the season lasted longer.

Clay was a brilliant guitarist and machinist who had an uncanny knack for fixing things. He could get any engine up and running and strum any tune. He loved playing the blues. His unfinished work and passion project is “The Jacobs Cam Cheater,” which arose from his desire to improve the Chevy small block engine used in race cars. This a dream his family hopes to someday fulfill in his memory.

As a loving father and grandfather, Clayton enjoyed camping and searching for constellations, especially Orion the Hunter, with his daughter. They spent many early mornings on J-Bar Farm waiting for the perfect buck to cross their path, as well as many late nights sneaking to their favorite cove at Little Dixie Lake for some fishing. He loved all children, spoiling and teaching them valuable life lessons. But the light of his life was his grandson, Wyatt, with whom he would spend hours bonding over Hot Wheels, nature, building small fires and learning to swing.

Clayton loved hard and lived to make others laugh. He was incredible at bringing old stories to life and telling jokes. While he was known to repeat himself occasionally, his stories were like a bowl of chili, always better the second time around. He was a generous man who never knew a stranger. He often fed and gave to the homeless and less fortunate, even when it meant having nothing left for himself. His lively spirit will be deeply missed.

A graveside memorial service will be held at a later date at Memorial Park Cemetery. In lieu of flowers, the family requests donations be made to the Salvation Army or the Missouri Department of Conservation.

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