CHARLES ROBERT WILSON

Charles R. Wilson was born November 6, 1940 in Lexington, Missouri.  He was also known as Chuck or Bobby, neither of which he like to be called.  He would like for you to know his work here on Earth is done.  At the age of 82, Charles received the call he had been waiting for on November 19, 2022 at 7:44 am at the Hill Country Memorial Hospital in Fredericksburg, TX.  It was an offer he could not refuse.  It was for an appointment from which he will not be returning.  This assignment comes with a huge sign-on bonus, a reunion with family and friends he has not seen in a very long time.  His new mission takes him to a wonderful place where he can have his farm and cows, laughter, and love until his heart’s content.

Charles married the love of his life, Doris, at the age of 21.  Above all else he loved his family, and he always encouraged them to be the best they could be at anything they wished to do.  His motto was God first, family second, and work third.  He also loved his wife’s golden fried chicken and cherry pie.  You never had to call him twice when it came time to eat.  There was only one food that he absolutely would not eat and that was sauerkraut (I can’t much blame him).  His family made many wonderful memories, adventures, and times together.  Charles loved traveling.  He and Doris spent many miles on the road building memories of happy times. 

Charles and Doris, spent 22 years fulfilling their dream of helping children by owning two educational centers in League City and Webster, TX.  He wanted to make a difference in children’s lives.

He is preceded by his parents Peter and Ruth Virginia (Carpenter) Wilson.  He is survived by his brother, Samuel Peter and wife, Bobbie Wilson, from Albuquerque, NM, and sister, Debra Ann (Wilson) and husband, Jerry Stenovec of El Cajon, CA.  His wife and best friend of 62 years, Doris (Downs) Wilson of Fredericksburg, TX; Children: Gregory W. Wilson and wife Lisa of Owasso, OK; Clarissa R. (Wilson) Comeaux and husband, Wes of The Woodlands, TX; and Christopher M. Wilson and wife, Wendy of Van Alstyne, TX.

He was blessed with eight grandchildren and three step-grandchildren: Ashley Russell and husband, Blake; Brittany Wyman and husband, Mason; Kassadii Holdorff and husband, Larry; Courtney Sutherland and husband, Joshua; Jessica Warden; Katie-Lee Rodger and husband, Tony; Freddie Wilson, Tyler Wilson, Sean Wilson, Sarah Comeaux, and Rebecca Comeaux.

He had 11 great grandchildren: Emery, Clara and June Russell; Aubrey, Greyson, and Noah Wyman; Finley, Lincoln, and Shepherd Holdorff with baby Holdorff on the way and Cora Rodger.

He was so very proud of all his grandchildren and great grandchildren.  He would talk about them to anyone who would stand still long enough to listen.

We hope you will join us for a celebration of his life on Friday, December 9 at 12:30 p.m. at The Lighthouse Church, located at 5525 W. Illinois Avenue, Dallas, TX.  The burial will be held at 2:00 p.m. at the Dallas-Fort Worth National Cemetery, located at 2000 Mountain Creek Parkway, Dallas, TX.

"In Lieu of Flowers"  The family would rather have you donate to one of the two organizations Charles believed in listed below.  

Please make a donation in Charles' name to "Donations of Life” at St. Jude’s Children's Hospital or "t2t.org" to support the Veterans.  Just simply click on the "Gift" button or "In Lieu of Flowers" in order to do a Memorial Gift.

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A Tribute to Dad from his children:

Oldest Son – Greg:

Dad taught us to give, a real work ethic, and about Jesus. Having a difficult upbringing as a youngster, he learned what having a family was all about from mom. He cherished her very much up to the end. As with most men, your bride’s support and love is what inspires us to be all we can be, not for ourselves, but for our wife and family… who believe in and love us.

Dad and I loved sports while I was growing up, and I played most of them. I recall being awarded the Pop Warner Offensive Player of the year while living in Arizona when I was 11 or 12 years of age. Dad was proud, SO proud, I think he believed I was the real Bo Jackson…strutting around like a peacock.

During a baseball game in Colorado, our team was warming up before the game, and I was playing second base. The coach hit a routine grounder to me, and the ball took a very hard hop off the dirt and hit me right between the eyes. It knocked me out cold. When I woke up to ‘smelling salt’ with players and coaches alike standing around me while I was laying on the ground. The only thing I recall being said was Dad saying, “you got in front of it and knocked the ball down” to which the coach replied, “Charles, it was only practice”.

One summer day, we were hiking, fishing and so on, in Colorado. We were playing tag, running in and out of a stream, when I lost my footing and tumbled over a boulder. I’m sure I was crying as Dad picked me up and cradled me in between his two arms and hustled down to where the car was parked. He put me in and raced down to the ER to learn I had sustained broken ribs. I’m not sure which hurt more, the ribs or that he caught me.

Life truly is a Box of Chocolate’s – you are never quite sure what you will find next, but God is Good and knowing that Dad is now rejoicing next to our Father in Heaven is all the Peace Dad’s Oldest Son needs.

Your one and only Daughter - Clarissa:

One thing that would bring my Dad to tears faster than anything was when he spoke about his family. They were tears of joy he had in his heart for us all. One of my favorite memories is when I was able to surprise my parents with a small wedding to renew the wedding vows on their 50th Anniversary. It was held on a beautiful day at a park under a gazebo. I was able to walk my dad, arm in arm, to the altar and Chris walked mom down. We had a preacher, Blake played and sang, mom carried a bouquet of flowers…it was like going back in time, only better. His kids, grandkids and family surrounded them both with love. My Dad was so emotional and excited at the same time…and yes, the tears were flowing. There was no denying the fact that my Father loved and cherished my mother till his last breath. Their marriage of 62 years was truly based on the wedding vows: for richer, for poorer, for better, for worse, till death do they part.

I know my dad is up in Heaven giving everyone the “how to’s” and “what for’s”, just like he did on Earth. Which makes me truly laugh out loud. My father was not perfect, but whom among us are??? He was however, and I am happy to say, perfectly himself…a warrior…a survivor…hard worker…a disciplinarian….loving and supportive…he was a man who loved his wife, family, and GOD unconditionally.

I am a strong willed, independent, self-sufficient, God-fearing woman who owes a lot of that to my upbringing  and for that I am forever grateful. He taught me more than he probably ever realized.

Keeping you in my heart - You will be missed in so many ways, but never forgotten - I love you Dad

Youngest son - Chris:

Dad was one of those people that never met a stranger, and he could always find something to talk about with anyone. Mostly, he was the caring and faithful parent who was in your corner no matter how difficult the situation was in front of you. Dad was our strength, our support, and our friend, with a bit of parenting built in —even after you were married. Everything he did was out of love and support. Dad was by no means perfect, and no one is, but you would not want anyone other than him on your side when needed. Dad was a mentor to me, and I have carried that onto my family and sons. I pray that I have made him proud with his grandsons, as he has for my siblings and me. Being the youngest of his children, I was privileged to have many opportunities to work and travel with my parents on many trips. One of the most impactful adventures with my dad was a “dad and son” seven-day trip to Colorado and New Mexico where we spent time in many different locations. This trip included the churches he had built with a men’s charity group; he was so proud of this work. It was a wonderful time in the backwoods, off-roading, and the experiences we shared together. It is something I loved so much that I have paid it forward to my sons, Tyler and Sean.

Thank you, Dad, for all the wonderful opportunities and lessons - it was an awesome ride.

You will be missed, and I love you!!!

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