Charlie was born August 20, 1916 in Buncombe County where he has lived all of his life. He was a butcher in Weaverville for twenty years and was a farmer and had formerly owned and operated a dairy for thirty years.
Charlie was a son of the late Adolphus W. and Melissa McMahan Hensley. He was also preceded in death by his wife, Margaret Muse Hensley and grandson, Greg Hensley.
Surviving is his daughter, Susan H. Weese and husband Jerry; son, Charlie P. Hensley, Jr. and wife Clara, son, Donald F. Hensley and wife Becky all of Weaverville; sister, Sally Proctor of Salisbury, NC. Five grandchildren, Karen Gibson and husband Mike, Bryan Buckner and wife Katie, Annette Sprinkle and husband Roger, Christina Tackett and Donna Fox and husband Darrell and seven great grandchildren.
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No one hears the door that opens
Through which they pass beyond recall;
Soft as loosened leaves of roses,
One by one our Loved ones fall.
From our chain this link has fallen;
In our land his star has set;
But enshrined on memory's tablet,
His true worth we'll ne'er forget.
Behold his perfect ashlar stands
As he has made it, square and true,
To grace that house not made with hands,
Invisible to mortal view.
His labor done, his journey o'er,
Reward has come with his release,
He rests upon the farther shore
With God in God's eternal peace.
There is a stream that all must cross,
The river of human years;
Now lying calm in the summer light,
Now splashed with the rain of human tears.
Out of the hills of God it flows,
And on to the shoreless sea,
Here the noontide sun no shadow throws,
And time is eternity. -Author Unknown-
Charlie was a son of the late Adolphus W. and Melissa McMahan Hensley. He was also preceded in death by his wife, Margaret Muse Hensley and grandson, Greg Hensley.
Surviving is his daughter, Susan H. Weese and husband Jerry; son, Charlie P. Hensley, Jr. and wife Clara, son, Donald F. Hensley and wife Becky all of Weaverville; sister, Sally Proctor of Salisbury, NC. Five grandchildren, Karen Gibson and husband Mike, Bryan Buckner and wife Katie, Annette Sprinkle and husband Roger, Christina Tackett and Donna Fox and husband Darrell and seven great grandchildren.
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No one hears the door that opens
Through which they pass beyond recall;
Soft as loosened leaves of roses,
One by one our Loved ones fall.
From our chain this link has fallen;
In our land his star has set;
But enshrined on memory's tablet,
His true worth we'll ne'er forget.
Behold his perfect ashlar stands
As he has made it, square and true,
To grace that house not made with hands,
Invisible to mortal view.
His labor done, his journey o'er,
Reward has come with his release,
He rests upon the farther shore
With God in God's eternal peace.
There is a stream that all must cross,
The river of human years;
Now lying calm in the summer light,
Now splashed with the rain of human tears.
Out of the hills of God it flows,
And on to the shoreless sea,
Here the noontide sun no shadow throws,
And time is eternity. -Author Unknown-
Charlie was born August 20, 1916 in Buncombe County where he has lived all of his life. He was a butcher in Weaverville for twenty years and was a farmer and had formerly owned and operated a dairy for thirty years.
Charlie was a son of the late Adolphus W. and Melissa McMahan Hensley. He was also preceded in death by his wife, Margaret Muse Hensley and grandson, Greg Hensley.
Surviving is his daughter, Susan H. Weese and husband Jerry; son, Charlie P. Hensley, Jr. and wife Clara, son, Donald F. Hensley and wife Becky all of Weaverville; sister, Sally Proctor of Salisbury, NC. Five grandchildren, Karen Gibson and husband Mike, Bryan Buckner and wife Katie, Annette Sprinkle and husband Roger, Christina Tackett and Donna Fox and husband Darrell and seven great grandchildren.
___________________________________________________________
No one hears the door that opens
Through which they pass beyond recall;
Soft as loosened leaves of roses,
One by one our Loved ones fall.
From our chain this link has fallen;
In our land his star has set;
But enshrined on memory's tablet,
His true worth we'll ne'er forget.
Behold his perfect ashlar stands
As he has made it, square and true,
To grace that house not made with hands,
Invisible to mortal view.
His labor done, his journey o'er,
Reward has come with his release,
He rests upon the farther shore
With God in God's eternal peace.
There is a stream that all must cross,
The river of human years;
Now lying calm in the summer light,
Now splashed with the rain of human tears.
Out of the hills of God it flows,
And on to the shoreless sea,
Here the noontide sun no shadow throws,
And time is eternity. -Author Unknown-
Charlie was a son of the late Adolphus W. and Melissa McMahan Hensley. He was also preceded in death by his wife, Margaret Muse Hensley and grandson, Greg Hensley.
Surviving is his daughter, Susan H. Weese and husband Jerry; son, Charlie P. Hensley, Jr. and wife Clara, son, Donald F. Hensley and wife Becky all of Weaverville; sister, Sally Proctor of Salisbury, NC. Five grandchildren, Karen Gibson and husband Mike, Bryan Buckner and wife Katie, Annette Sprinkle and husband Roger, Christina Tackett and Donna Fox and husband Darrell and seven great grandchildren.
___________________________________________________________
No one hears the door that opens
Through which they pass beyond recall;
Soft as loosened leaves of roses,
One by one our Loved ones fall.
From our chain this link has fallen;
In our land his star has set;
But enshrined on memory's tablet,
His true worth we'll ne'er forget.
Behold his perfect ashlar stands
As he has made it, square and true,
To grace that house not made with hands,
Invisible to mortal view.
His labor done, his journey o'er,
Reward has come with his release,
He rests upon the farther shore
With God in God's eternal peace.
There is a stream that all must cross,
The river of human years;
Now lying calm in the summer light,
Now splashed with the rain of human tears.
Out of the hills of God it flows,
And on to the shoreless sea,
Here the noontide sun no shadow throws,
And time is eternity. -Author Unknown-
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