Charles Linus Parker III
Sep 18, 1943Mar 01, 2019
Celebration of Life
Location
Clover Field
Date
Sun, March 10, 2019
Time
2 : 00 PM – 4 : 00 PM
Obituary message
Parker III, Charles Linus, 75, passed peacefully on March 1, 2019, surrounded by loved ones at Bon Secours Community Hospice House in Bon Air, Virginia. Charles was born on September 18, 1943, in Washington, North Carolina, to Charles and Elva Parker. He was a retired American Door and Glass Project Manager. Charles served in the United States Air Force and National Guard. He is survived by his son, Charles Joseph Parker; daughter, Stephanie Hope Parker; daughter-in-law, Blair Harmon Parker; three grandchildren, Ryan, Mason, and Isabelle Parker; and his “Pond” family, Walt, Anita, Joey, Mark, Cari, David, and Jason. Charles loved life, family, and friends. He gave to everyone that he knew. Charles had many nicknames – Colonel Parker, PaPa, and Uncle Charles. He told great stories and created fond memories for everyone that knew him. There will be a celebration of his life in lieu of a service at Clover Field, his final home, where he enjoyed many great years. This celebration will occur from 2:00 to 4:00 PM on Sunday, March 10, 2019, at 1811 Clover Field Lane, Manakin Sabot, Virginia 23103.
I am very sorry to hear of the passing of Charles. I worked with Charles for many years at American Door and Glass and always enjoyed working with him. It was a pleasure and a good time. He knew his job and helped me out of many situations. He was a kind and caring person who would help anyone that needed help. I could write a book on the good laughs we had. I didnt live far from him when he lived at the “Pond”. It was the 1980s and I had just bought a big floor model TV and needed help getting it out of the truck and into the house. I drove over to the pond and knocked. Charles answered the door with a bourbon and water in his hand. I asked him if he was in “good enough shape” to help me with the TV and of course he said yes though I had my doubts. When we got back to my house I was getting a little nervous about Charles as he mentioned on the way over that his drink was the 4th one he had had. When we got to the truck and started to slide the TV out Charles sat his drink on top of the TV. As we began to lift the TV up and take on the weight I asked Charles to please not drop it, he looked at me and very calmly and said I wont spill a drop! I almost dropped my end laughing so hard. That was Charles a kind and good spirit.
We have a lost one of the great ones. Charles rest In Peace .
Rest in peace Charles you will be missed.
Joe . Please call me 252-946-7939.
Charles and I shared many great memories in high school – We double dated, spent time partying, skip school to go to Morehead, spent nights at each others home, loved Bayview. riding around in his 1955 Ford and my 1935 Chev., and were truly best friends – I enjoyed talking to my friend on the phone occasionally in later years – I always would fuss at Charles for calling his mom Elva instead of mom or mother – We even drank one or maybe two beers together – I love you my friend and for the impact you had on my life!!! I will miss you, but draw comfort that you are now home in the presence of your Heavenly Father
Charles and I were best of friends growing up on Water Street. We were part of the “Original” Water Street gang. We learned to swim right in front of his house on the Pamlico River. We even dug and poured the concrete runners for his auto. When we needed gas money for Morehead City, Charles being the business man that he was went to his grandmother his favorite aunt Hazel, his uncle and his mother-we had plenty of money to “roll” then. Charles in the summers was learning how to be an electrician and at 16 he was wiring houses along with his Uncle Puzz Nichols. Charles always had trouble with the wire nuts because at 16 he had a ring size of 13. When Charles places his hands on a football you could hardly see the ball. A great center who never got the credit he deserved. He would tackle with intensity and being a running back I asked him if we were still friends and he said yes and I’ll give you a ride home. I’ll never forget when he came back from India he asked to see my diploma just to be sure I made it. Every time I go by his house on Water Street I remember the great times we had growing up together. I will always remember you and think of you often as time goes by my brother. Miss you-Bobby Earl