in memory of Lane and Jake Clarkson
Our mission is to support youth participation in organized sports and outdoor experiences.
Our Vision
The My Chance Foundation, a 501(c)(3) charity, provides youth the chance to gain life skills learned through participating in organized sports and outdoor experiences by removing barriers to participation.
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Events
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FUNDraising FUN is SCENTational
BCS Classic CrossFit Competition in College Station
August 2024: Friends competed in the BCS CrossFit competition in memory of Lane and Jake. T-shirts were designed, printed and sold, with proceeds benefitting My Chance Foundation. Sales raised $300!! THANK YOU William and Gabrielle
January 2024 Our foundations first fundraising event. Jake’s Birthday Jam is a singer/song writers night held at Steel Hands Brewery. This was the third annual event, but the first with proceeds and donations supporting My Chance Foundation.
Jake’s Birthday Jam
A facebook fundraiser through a Scentsy consultant!! She graciously donated part of her commission to our foundation. THANK YOU Jada and Pamela Brown!!
May 2024, brought devastation to our lives. Lane was in a motorcycle crash and did not survive his injuries. The out-pouring of love and support from family and friends was astounding. Memorials made to the foundation in memory of Lane exceeded $13,000.
Devastation
COMMUNITY
COMMUNITY
DOMIN8TE soccer socks given, in memory of Jake, to the Men’s varsity soccer team at Heathwood Hall.
Shoes, socks and donation given to Camp Cole for future campers.
Blankets, sleeping bags, hand warmers, stocking caps, gloves, coloring books and crayons…all sent to WNC after the destruction of Hurricane Helene.
Summer 2024, we paid for a young man to attend Camp Canaan, a Christian camp with lots of activities.
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Remembering
Jacob “Jake” Clarkson
1.08.2003 - 8.25.2019
Jake was the type of person that would drop whatever he was doing to come help anyone he loved in anyway. He was a kind hearted, selfless guy, with the most contagious laugh in the room. His love for sports came naturally with his athleticism, winning over everyone with his high sportsmanship. He was dedicated to his sports, but always put his teammates, friends, and loved ones first.
Jake was my first call when I got my car stuck in some water that little would describe as a “big puddle.” Not only did he immediately come to the rescue, he got out of wrestling practice to come to my side. This scenario ended with a totaled car and a punishment at his next practice. The love Jake had for others was shown effortlessly through his actions. I will forever cherish the moments we shared together and I will always respect the devotion he consistently had for his athleticism, teams, friends and most importantly loved ones. —-Claiborne B
I actually will never forget that day in Mrs. Susu’s first grade class. It was the first day of school, and I walked into the classroom anxious with who I might see. I sat at the front circle table by the door and Jake was sitting right across from me. I don’t recall the order of which names were said but I remember us just saying each others name. After that brief one word interaction from the each of the us, our friendship never looked back and we became inseparable. He was my first best friend. We grew up doing every little thing with each other. . I remember complaining about football and tell each other we would quit that day if the other did. To our Heathwood soccer days. where we would compete to beat each other in practice, ultimately sharpening each other for our games. At the end of the day, Jake was my brother. We knew each other like the back our own hands. Our relationship had its ups and downs like all relationships do, but Jake and I had been through enough as friends to get through anything together. For the longest time Jake was one hand and I was the other, and as I have gotten older I understand that people come and go from your life because that’s life, but the pieces of Jake that had rubbed off on me for about a decade will always be a part of me. We grew up with each other. Jake had the charisma to leave an impact on anyone he crossed paths with and I’m blessed that I got to witness it for as long as I did. Jake can’t be forgotten in my life because he helped create the person I am today and I know one day we will be back together like we never left that circle table in 1st grade. —-Van C.
Near the end of wrestling practice one day, everybody was exhausted and tired as normal. To make the practice worse, our coach was pushing us even further. Even though none of us would say it, we were all miserable as we waited for practice to come to an end. As Jake and I were in between drills, Coach comes over with his chest all puffed up. Jake pulled together the little bit of energy he had and jokingly jumped at Coach. As our coach jumped back and flinched, Jake ran around the mat, yelling, “I made him flinch…. I scared Coach,” the entire practice erupted in laughter. —AJ Kuse
A memory that will stay with me forever was when we were in 8th grade. Everyday after school, Jake would always wait for Anna and I. We were like a trio. He would always sit with us until we both got picked up from school. That’s the kind of friend Jake was… kind, patient, and always giving to make sure his people were ok. ——Bella G
Jake was one of those people who seemed to be successful in everything he did, but he was sure to always remain humble and valued deep relationships with his family and friends. I remember going on a trip with his family to Hilton Head, SC for a weekend during Middle School. We sat on the porch at night and talked for hours about how much we hated school, liked girls, and loved fishing. The thing I didn’t appreciate at the time was that I was building prime memories with one of my best friends. Now that I can’t have those conversations anymore with Jake, it has taught me to savor those moments and hug the ones around you a little tighter. —-Ryan L
Remembering
Lane Clarkson
6.29.2000 - 5.12.2024
Lane was one of the best people…he would laugh when it wasn't funny and he was the smile when everyone was down. Lane was a true individual and lived his life to the fullest. His confidence and determination has inspired me to be a better person in my life and to never give up. He would always be there to tell you straight forward and tell the truth. And that's one of the reasons I love Lane.
Reagan Olsen
A true friend is someone who is always there when you need them whether it’s a word of advice or maybe you just need a smile and laugh. Lane was a true friend to me and many others. He never failed to make people feel welcome and was a delight to be around. He was loyal, compassionate, and a hard worker. Those are all things I admired about him. He never shied away from making great memories. Whether it was going hunting or playing sports or anything we were doing he made it memorable with his presence. I will always cherish the memories we made together and be grateful that I know the meaning of what a true friend is because of Lane.
Daniel S
Lane
We first met in Lightsey freshman year at Clemson, we clicked. Early on, during our freshman year, you lost your brother and it hurt us seeing you like that. We felt like we had lost a brother as well. We grew closer with time and it felt less like a friendship and more like a brotherhood. The song “Does to me” by Luke Combs, we would hear “I’m a damn good brother” we would fist bump! I’ll forever cherish all the times we had together and the brotherly love you showed all these years. I didn’t tell you enough but I’m so proud of you and all you’ve done. Hold it down and give heaven some hell for us. I love you brother.
Nick Smith
A well-known truth about Lane was his deep passion for the outdoors. He found joy and peace amidst God's creation
I reminisce about the many early morning adventures we shared. One morning, we were out hunting, on the way back to the truck, I tripped over a fence and cut my hand. It wasn’t a bad cut, but it left a small scar on my right hand. This week, as I looked down at that scar, I couldn’t help but smile, remembering that day. That scar now symbolizes more than a physical injury; it reminds me of the joy, camaraderie, and love we shared. I now realize I have a new scar—one not on the outside, but on my heart.
Scars often come with great stories, but the internal ones, the ones on our hearts, are a testament to the love and relationships we’ve had with those we've lost. The deeper the scar, the deeper the love. They say wrinkles show where smiles have been; I tell you that scars show where love has leaked. I remember the laughter, smiles, and warmth Lane brought into this world.
Spears Goodlett
I will always cherish the memories I have with Lane, from freezing my clothes to hiding my entire bed freshman year, his steel-toed boots walking through the door, he liked his music just a little too loud! Lane would never back down from a challenge or a dare. He’s the kind of friend that shows up first and makes plans second. Lane always showed us how to make the best out of any situation and how to enjoy the little things in life.! It’s said that every scar has a story, if that’s true, then let our hearts share the story of Lane’s life.
Garrett Davis
My Chance Foundation
Jake Clarkson, the initial inspiration for the My Chance Foundation. Jake was a kid who loved spending time with his friends and family, and for whom the sound tract of life was a mash up of country music, coaches’ whistles, duck calls, the hum of a fishing line as he reeled in his latest catch, and ever-present laughter.
At a young age, he enjoyed riding four-wheelers, dirt bikes and side-by-sides. As he got older, hunting and fishing were his favorite hobbies. He also excelled as a member of a team – he was a beloved and talented member of the soccer, sporting clays, wrestling, and football teams at Heathwood Hall. The lessons learned outdoors and playing the sports he loved helped to create a young man who valued nature and conservation, hard work, teamwork, and friendship.
Tragically, Jake passed away in August 2019, cutting short a life of much promise. It was quickly apparent the impact Jake had on others, and our hearts were led to keep his memory alive.
Lane Clarkson was a force of nature. Sure minded, confident, and always comfortable in his own skin. He was his own person who stepped confidently into adulthood with boyish enthusiasm. He loved his people, the outdoors, Clemson, and country music. Lane was a champion athlete, and would (and did) try all the sports, but he excelled at pole vaulting and currently holds the SCISA state record. At Clemson, Lane combined his love of outdoors and team sports by joining the Bass Fishing team. He was the ultimate team player and learned valuable life lessons on the field, the track, and the wrestling mat. He also made lots of time for hunting - deer and duck especially. Lane was shaped by his faith and a vast collection of experiences through his short life and shared his love of nature and sports with all that knew him. Lane joined his brother Jake in heaven on May 12, 2024.
My Chance Foundation will keep the memory of Lane and Jake Clarkson alive in assisting other young people in the dreams of sports and outdoor experiences.