Charles Albert Jones

Charles Albert Jones, Jr. "Chuck" Born March 3, 1924 in Elkhart, Kansas to Charles Albert Jones, Sr. and Henrietta Dorris-Jones. He passed peacefully from this life in the presence of loving family members on October 17, 2012 at Providence Hospital in Medford, Oregon. He was 88. Chuck joined the United States Navy at the outbreak of World War II, serving as Electricians Mate second class aboard the submarine USS Trepang. He was awarded victory medals for both the American and Asiatic Pacific areas. Chuck was honorably discharged and returned home to marry his high school sweetheart M. LaRue "Rooney" Fair. Three children were born to this union, two sons and a daughter. Chuck worked as a Dry Cleaner, co-owning a business,Del Mar Dry Cleaners in Anderson, California, with his father and becoming sole proprietor upon his father's retirement. Chuck enjoyed hunting, fishing, tying his own fishing flies, camping, hiking, water skiing, and was an accomplished pilot. For a brief time he operated a commercial fishing boat out of Brookings, Oregon. After retiring, Chuck enjoyed the hobbies of wood working, tole painting, gardening, and gold panning. He is survived by his loving wife of 67 years, Merle LaRue "Rooney" Jones of Eagle Point, Oregon, son Keith Randall "Randy" Jones also of Eagle Point, son Karl Reid Jones of Colony, Texas, daughter Karen LaRue Jones of Adair, Oklahoma, sister Twyla May Rowe of Trail, Oregon, brother Arlen Ray Jones of Congress, Arizona, five grandchildren, and other loving family. He is preceded in death by his parents Charles Albert Jones, Sr. and Henrietta Dorris-Jones.
Miss Me - But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom-filled room, why cry for a soul set free! Miss me a little - but not for long and not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey that we all must take and each must go alone: It's all a part of the Masters plan a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart go to the friends we know, and bury your sorrows in doing good deeds. Miss me, but let me go.
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