Christopher
Michael Napier Castle passed from
this life on March 29, 2003. He was
born in Dickenson
County, Virginia on March 12, 1981. He
was 22 years
old. He was preceded in death by one
sister, Brenda
Carol Hill; his grandmother, Kathleen
“Cat” Counts; and his
grandfather, Maynard R. Hill, Sr.
He leaves here on earth: his mother,
Glenda Castle and her companion,
Jody Bill Powers; his father, Michael
Castle and his companion,
Stephany Blansett; the mother of his
two sons, Brandy Reene
Turner; his two sons, Christopher
Dylan Castle and David Michael
Castle; a brother, Williams Cameron
Castle; and a sister, Emily
Blansett. Also surviving is his
grandmother, Alice Mae Hill, and a
host of uncles, aunts, relatives and
friends.
He attended
Clintwood and Haysi High Schools.
Chris was such
a sweet and loving person, such a
handsome young man. He was
always so appreciative and polite when
you did something for him
Chris began working at age 12 doing
odd jobs for people. There
wasn’t a lazy bone in his body. He
laid tile, did tree work, and dug
ditches. He was a good regular worker.
He was presently employed
by Hydo Carbon Drilling Service in
West Virginia.
His father,
mother, and all his family loved
him dearly. We will
all miss Chris, that sunny smile and
little boy way that made him so
dear to our hearts. The gift of
flattery and laughter came so easily to
him. He could make you feel special
right down to your toes. In
growing up he always made me think of
the poem “Little Boy Blue,”
so I write this poem for him. Chris
had been baptized and was of the
Baptist faith.
We will miss
him, every one of us, especially
his little boys and
his mom and dad. Since we know not
what the future holds, but we
do know who holds the future, we’ll
say good-bye for now. Go with
God.
Written by
his loving aunt, Naomi and assisted
by the family.
Where
have you gone?
Our Little Boy
Blue
You’ve gone so
far away.
Out among the
field of stars,
To float and
skip and play.
A path was
left for you to follow
Along the
Great Milky Way
By
grandparents, uncles and
sister, too,
In hopes you
would come that way.
So fly away
our Little Boy Blue,
Even though
you are a man
I know that
God in all his wisdom
and love
Holds you
tightly by the hand
And leads you
to where
There’s no
measure of place or
time.
For this I
know is true,
This is not
good-bye
Just so long.
We love you,
Little Boy Blue.
Naomi H.
Stanley
March 30, 2003
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