Christopher M. Castle

     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

     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