I located a short obituary from Seymour Funeral Home in Goldsboro, NC on Wilson Edwards. I have summarized it below. Respectfully, Danny Ferguson
Goldsboro - Wilson Edward Edwards, Jr., 67, passed away on Monday, December 26, 2011 at Wayne Memorial Hospital. Wilson was born in Forsyth County on December 31, 1943 to the late Wilson Edward Edwards, Sr. and Shirley Snyder Edwards. A time of remembrance was held on December 28, 2011 at Seymour Funeral Home for family and friends.
Wilson is survived by his children, Jeff Edwards and wife, Christina of Winterville, Whitney Lohr and husband, Ken of Tampa, FL and Julie Anne Starcher and husband, Chad of Winterville; his grandchildren, Tiffany, Felicia and Julian Edwardes, Michael Lohr and Lolby Starcher. He is also survived bgy his sisters, Patsy Saunders of Pertersburg, VA and Carol King of Fuguay-Varina and his K-0 friend, Howie,. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his twin sister, Linda.
Flowers are welcome or memorials may be made to the North Carolina Lions Foundation at PO Box 39, Sherrills Ford, NC 28673.
Wilson was my very best friend during all of grammar school. We were in the same class EVERY year through the eighth grade. We were together constantly and considered each other's parents our own. He was kind and slow to anger, a great example for my all-too-quick temper. When my family moved into a new house in 1954, one of its most exciting features, way back down in the woods behind the house, was a real tree house. Wilson and I were the first to "try it out" one afternoon. We climbed the 20 or so feet to the house, enjoying the thrill of such a dangerous adventure. We were standing on the "front porch" of the house when Wilson backed up and too late realized that the builders had neglected to install a guard railing. Wilson fell right off the house backward. In terror, I held my breath and peered over the side. There, below, was Wilson climbing out of the big bush that had miraculously absorbed his fall. He was fine and wasn't even mad with me. When I learned that Wilson died this year, I thought how wonderful it was that he had almost 60 more years after the fall that, by all rights, should have killed him all those years ago. He was an exceptional human being and I'm very happy to have known my friend Wilson.
Danny T. Ferguson
I located a short obituary from Seymour Funeral Home in Goldsboro, NC on Wilson Edwards. I have summarized it below. Respectfully, Danny Ferguson
Goldsboro - Wilson Edward Edwards, Jr., 67, passed away on Monday, December 26, 2011 at Wayne Memorial Hospital. Wilson was born in Forsyth County on December 31, 1943 to the late Wilson Edward Edwards, Sr. and Shirley Snyder Edwards. A time of remembrance was held on December 28, 2011 at Seymour Funeral Home for family and friends.
Wilson is survived by his children, Jeff Edwards and wife, Christina of Winterville, Whitney Lohr and husband, Ken of Tampa, FL and Julie Anne Starcher and husband, Chad of Winterville; his grandchildren, Tiffany, Felicia and Julian Edwardes, Michael Lohr and Lolby Starcher. He is also survived bgy his sisters, Patsy Saunders of Pertersburg, VA and Carol King of Fuguay-Varina and his K-0 friend, Howie,. In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his twin sister, Linda.
Flowers are welcome or memorials may be made to the North Carolina Lions Foundation at PO Box 39, Sherrills Ford, NC 28673.
Jimmy Morris
Wilson was my very best friend during all of grammar school. We were in the same class EVERY year through the eighth grade. We were together constantly and considered each other's parents our own. He was kind and slow to anger, a great example for my all-too-quick temper. When my family moved into a new house in 1954, one of its most exciting features, way back down in the woods behind the house, was a real tree house. Wilson and I were the first to "try it out" one afternoon. We climbed the 20 or so feet to the house, enjoying the thrill of such a dangerous adventure. We were standing on the "front porch" of the house when Wilson backed up and too late realized that the builders had neglected to install a guard railing. Wilson fell right off the house backward. In terror, I held my breath and peered over the side. There, below, was Wilson climbing out of the big bush that had miraculously absorbed his fall. He was fine and wasn't even mad with me. When I learned that Wilson died this year, I thought how wonderful it was that he had almost 60 more years after the fall that, by all rights, should have killed him all those years ago. He was an exceptional human being and I'm very happy to have known my friend Wilson.
Jimmy Morris