January 10, 1943 - March 28, 2022
Jack Edwin Wiley, age 79, of Boone passed away Monday, March 28, 2022, at Missions Hospital in Asheville.
Jack, Dad, Papa. Wow what a guy! It's hard to sum up a life in a few paragraphs, so bear with me. I'm going to try my best.
Jack was born in a rural community outside of Richmond, Va. His parents owned a General Store and were also farmers. He would say, "If you wanted to see daddy you had to go to the store. He worked 7 days a week from 7 in the morning to 10 at night." His family was the first in the area to have a television set. He fondly recalled church folks coming over on Sundays to sit around the living room and watch TV. He would work around the farm and loved mechanicing on an old WWII Willys Jeep they had.
He loved his roots, but wanted something different. He realized he could find that something different by joining the Army. So he did. After basic training and communications school (where he received his FCC license), he was sent to France to be part of the repeater system for NATO. He loved Europe and often told stories of his time there. He would travel all over when he had time off. He did his two year stint in the military and was honorably discharged.
Being the Wiley that he is, he also took advantage of the GI bill. From there he loaded up the Austin Healy and headed to Danville Community College. One day he and his buddies went to a race in Danville. There he would meet Phyllis. After several attempts, on his part, they were married by a Justice of the Peace in the back of a furniture store. The man who witnessed their Union was a politician running for re-election. Dad asked if he would witness their marriage and he said he would, so long as the two of them would vote for him in the upcoming election. Phyllis and Jack agreed and the marriage was validated.
From there the two moved to Charlotte where Jack would attend UNCC and receive a Bachelor's degree in Electrical Engineering. While at UNCC he worked for Channel 36 in Charlotte. He was the night time equipment engineer. There was one particularly long night spent working on equipment without a call home. He learned then that "touching base" with your spouse is always a good idea.
Upon graduation from UNCC he went to work for Duke Power. He stayed with that company until retirement. Jack loved his job and he was great at it.
Jack and Phyllis welcomed their only child in the summer of 1975. The duo was now a trio. He insisted they should have a station wagon. Phyllis conceded. Little did they know Cyndi had no intentions of sitting in the back. So there they rode, 3 abreast in the front seat. Jack retrofitted his motorcycle so the 3 of them could ride together. They all had matching white helmets. Jack was a very involved father. There were hours of math problems on the chalk board, softball in the front yard, riding horses and feeding cows on their small farm.
At Duke Jack made great friends. On Mondays they would talk about their weekends of boating, on the nearby lakes. Jack and Phyllis decided to give boating a shot. They were hooked! After touring several lakes in their 15' tri-hull they decided on Lake Norman. Once again, Jack and Phyllis made plans to build another home. It took several years to build doing most of the work themselves, but in the end they carved out a little piece of paradise for their family. Many weekends and summers were spent on the lake with friends and family. Jack spent hours upon hours captaining their boat.
When Cyndi picked a university to attend, Jack and Phyllis being the parents they were, began to learn about the high country. Cyndi loved it there and they suspected she would not leave. She met and fell in love with the love of her life (Michael) there, which solidified her new roots. While Cyndi and Michael were planning their wedding Phyllis began to get sick. Shortly after their wedding, she passed away from cancer. Jack was heartbroken. He began to plan his move to the High Country to be near Cyndi and Michael. He found a wonderful home in Boone. He called it "his piece of heaven". Jack being Jack added his touches to the property. Days were spent designing and building a bridge, pond, and a water wheel. A water wheel that he very proudly could run a light bulb off of.
Jack loved being in the mountains. He enjoyed the beauty of his surroundings, but mostly he enjoyed the people. His day would start out with a trip to the local "coffee table" (Mountain House) where he made some great friends. He used to go to the coffee table with his step father when visiting home. He was so glad to have one of his own and thoroughly enjoyed the time spent there discussing the "business" of the day. Their table was humorously called the DPC. If you don't know what that is, you'll have to ask someone. This is an obituary and we're going to need to keep it PG. After the coffee table in the mornings he would swing by Cyndi's to see his young grandson who called him Jack. Eventually, John would begin to call him Papa. Then it was on to whatever project he had churning in that ever turning mind of his.
He very much loved being in the mountains, but was lonely for companionship. There were several relationships that didn't pan out for one reason or another. Fortunately for him, there was a lady in Lenoir who was living a similar life. Her sisters decided she needed to meet someone. Unbeknownst to her, they signed her up with an online dating service. Jack saw her profile and knew he had to meet her. This is when the second half of Jack's life began. Sue and Jack spent every day together.
Jack and Sue married in May of 2017. They were very involved in John's functions, spent time with her family in Lenoir and visited her daughter in Kentucky. Both fell right in with each other's families. Everyone was so glad for each of them to have found one another. Jack and Sue were very similar. When Jack had his heart attack and subsequent illnesses, Sue never left his side. She spent 5 solid weeks in the hospital caring for him. When Jack's body could no longer fight she was right there with him as was Cyndi when he left this world.
I am so honored to have written this for him and even more honored to have called him dad. Jack was a man of honor and integrity. He was a hard worker and a thought filled person. He loved his family and friends and would do anything he could to help them. He loved to talk, never met a stranger, and could fix anything. He was a person to mimic.
He was born January 10, 1943, in Nottoway County, Virginia. The son of the late Jesse Kyle and Velma Gertrude Beaver Wiley.
He is survived by his wife, Susie Mae Barrier Wiley of Boone; one daughter, Cynthia Wiley Kirk & husband, Michael Davis of Blowing Rock; one grandson, John Michael Kirk of Blowing Rock; one brother, Jim Wiley and wife, Sue; one sister-in-law, Martha Wiley of Forest, VA; two nephews, Lance Wiley of Crewe, VA, Josh & Tiffany Willey of Lynchburg, VA; three nieces, Dawn Amos & Rick of Greensboro, NC, Allison Rakos & Chad of Forest, VA, Charlene Fallen of Farmville, VA; one step-sister, Linda Fallen of Farmville, VA.
Along with his parents, he was preceded in death by his first wife, Phyllis Wilson Wiley; one brother, David Allen Wiley.
A memorial service will be conducted Saturday, April 9, 2022, at 12:00 noon at Back Creek ARP Presbyterian Church, in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Original obituary was published by Hampton Funeral and Cremation Service
Jack Edwin Wiley, age 79, of Boone passed away Monday, March 28, 2022, at Missions Hospital in Asheville.
Jack, Dad, Papa. Wow what a guy! It's hard to sum up a life in a few paragraphs, so bear with me. I'm going to try my best.
Jack was born in a rural community outside of Richmond, Va. His parents owned a General Store and were also farmers. He would say, "If you wanted to see daddy you had to go to the store. He worked 7 days a week from 7 in the morning to 10 at night." His family was the first in the area to have a television set. He fondly recalled church folks coming over on Sundays to sit around the living room and watch TV. He would work around the farm and loved mechanicing on an old WWII Willys Jeep they had.
He loved his roots, but wanted something different. He realized he could find that something different by joining the Army. So he did. After basic training and communications school (where he received his FCC license), he was sent to France to be part of the repeater system for NATO. He loved Europe and often told stories of his time there. He would travel all over when he had time off. He did his two year stint in the military and was honorably discharged.
Being the Wiley that he is, he also took advantage of the GI bill. From there he loaded up the Austin Healy and headed to Danville Community College. One day he and his buddies went to a race in Danville. There he would meet Phyllis. After several attempts, on his part, they were married by a Justice of the Peace in the back of a furniture store. The man who witnessed their Union was a politician running for re-election. Dad asked if he would witness their marriage and he said he would, so long as the two of them would vote for him in the upcoming election. Phyllis and Jack agreed and the marriage was validated.
From there the two moved to Charlotte where Jack would attend UNCC and receive a Bachelor's degree in Electrical Engineering. While at UNCC he worked for Channel 36 in Charlotte. He was the night time equipment engineer. There was one particularly long night spent working on equipment without a call home. He learned then that "touching base" with your spouse is always a good idea.
Upon graduation from UNCC he went to work for Duke Power. He stayed with that company until retirement. Jack loved his job and he was great at it.
Jack and Phyllis welcomed their only child in the summer of 1975. The duo was now a trio. He insisted they should have a station wagon. Phyllis conceded. Little did they know Cyndi had no intentions of sitting in the back. So there they rode, 3 abreast in the front seat. Jack retrofitted his motorcycle so the 3 of them could ride together. They all had matching white helmets. Jack was a very involved father. There were hours of math problems on the chalk board, softball in the front yard, riding horses and feeding cows on their small farm.
At Duke Jack made great friends. On Mondays they would talk about their weekends of boating, on the nearby lakes. Jack and Phyllis decided to give boating a shot. They were hooked! After touring several lakes in their 15' tri-hull they decided on Lake Norman. Once again, Jack and Phyllis made plans to build another home. It took several years to build doing most of the work themselves, but in the end they carved out a little piece of paradise for their family. Many weekends and summers were spent on the lake with friends and family. Jack spent hours upon hours captaining their boat.
When Cyndi picked a university to attend, Jack and Phyllis being the parents they were, began to learn about the high country. Cyndi loved it there and they suspected she would not leave. She met and fell in love with the love of her life (Michael) there, which solidified her new roots. While Cyndi and Michael were planning their wedding Phyllis began to get sick. Shortly after their wedding, she passed away from cancer. Jack was heartbroken. He began to plan his move to the High Country to be near Cyndi and Michael. He found a wonderful home in Boone. He called it "his piece of heaven". Jack being Jack added his touches to the property. Days were spent designing and building a bridge, pond, and a water wheel. A water wheel that he very proudly could run a light bulb off of.
Jack loved being in the mountains. He enjoyed the beauty of his surroundings, but mostly he enjoyed the people. His day would start out with a trip to the local "coffee table" (Mountain House) where he made some great friends. He used to go to the coffee table with his step father when visiting home. He was so glad to have one of his own and thoroughly enjoyed the time spent there discussing the "business" of the day. Their table was humorously called the DPC. If you don't know what that is, you'll have to ask someone. This is an obituary and we're going to need to keep it PG. After the coffee table in the mornings he would swing by Cyndi's to see his young grandson who called him Jack. Eventually, John would begin to call him Papa. Then it was on to whatever project he had churning in that ever turning mind of his.
He very much loved being in the mountains, but was lonely for companionship. There were several relationships that didn't pan out for one reason or another. Fortunately for him, there was a lady in Lenoir who was living a similar life. Her sisters decided she needed to meet someone. Unbeknownst to her, they signed her up with an online dating service. Jack saw her profile and knew he had to meet her. This is when the second half of Jack's life began. Sue and Jack spent every day together.
Jack and Sue married in May of 2017. They were very involved in John's functions, spent time with her family in Lenoir and visited her daughter in Kentucky. Both fell right in with each other's families. Everyone was so glad for each of them to have found one another. Jack and Sue were very similar. When Jack had his heart attack and subsequent illnesses, Sue never left his side. She spent 5 solid weeks in the hospital caring for him. When Jack's body could no longer fight she was right there with him as was Cyndi when he left this world.
I am so honored to have written this for him and even more honored to have called him dad. Jack was a man of honor and integrity. He was a hard worker and a thought filled person. He loved his family and friends and would do anything he could to help them. He loved to talk, never met a stranger, and could fix anything. He was a person to mimic.
He was born January 10, 1943, in Nottoway County, Virginia. The son of the late Jesse Kyle and Velma Gertrude Beaver Wiley.
He is survived by his wife, Susie Mae Barrier Wiley of Boone; one daughter, Cynthia Wiley Kirk & husband, Michael Davis of Blowing Rock; one grandson, John Michael Kirk of Blowing Rock; one brother, Jim Wiley and wife, Sue; one sister-in-law, Martha Wiley of Forest, VA; two nephews, Lance Wiley of Crewe, VA, Josh & Tiffany Willey of Lynchburg, VA; three nieces, Dawn Amos & Rick of Greensboro, NC, Allison Rakos & Chad of Forest, VA, Charlene Fallen of Farmville, VA; one step-sister, Linda Fallen of Farmville, VA.
Along with his parents, he was preceded in death by his first wife, Phyllis Wilson Wiley; one brother, David Allen Wiley.
A memorial service will be conducted Saturday, April 9, 2022, at 12:00 noon at Back Creek ARP Presbyterian Church, in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Original obituary was published by Hampton Funeral and Cremation Service
January 10, 1943 - March 28, 2022
Jack Edwin Wiley, age 79, of Boone passed away Monday, March 28, 2022, at Missions Hospital in Asheville.
Jack, Dad, Papa. Wow what a guy! It's hard to sum up a life in a few paragraphs, so bear with me. I'm going to try my best.
Jack was born in a rural community outside of Richmond, Va. His parents owned a General Store and were also farmers. He would say, "If you wanted to see daddy you had to go to the store. He worked 7 days a week from 7 in the morning to 10 at night." His family was the first in the area to have a television set. He fondly recalled church folks coming over on Sundays to sit around the living room and watch TV. He would work around the farm and loved mechanicing on an old WWII Willys Jeep they had.
He loved his roots, but wanted something different. He realized he could find that something different by joining the Army. So he did. After basic training and communications school (where he received his FCC license), he was sent to France to be part of the repeater system for NATO. He loved Europe and often told stories of his time there. He would travel all over when he had time off. He did his two year stint in the military and was honorably discharged.
Being the Wiley that he is, he also took advantage of the GI bill. From there he loaded up the Austin Healy and headed to Danville Community College. One day he and his buddies went to a race in Danville. There he would meet Phyllis. After several attempts, on his part, they were married by a Justice of the Peace in the back of a furniture store. The man who witnessed their Union was a politician running for re-election. Dad asked if he would witness their marriage and he said he would, so long as the two of them would vote for him in the upcoming election. Phyllis and Jack agreed and the marriage was validated.
From there the two moved to Charlotte where Jack would attend UNCC and receive a Bachelor's degree in Electrical Engineering. While at UNCC he worked for Channel 36 in Charlotte. He was the night time equipment engineer. There was one particularly long night spent working on equipment without a call home. He learned then that "touching base" with your spouse is always a good idea.
Upon graduation from UNCC he went to work for Duke Power. He stayed with that company until retirement. Jack loved his job and he was great at it.
Jack and Phyllis welcomed their only child in the summer of 1975. The duo was now a trio. He insisted they should have a station wagon. Phyllis conceded. Little did they know Cyndi had no intentions of sitting in the back. So there they rode, 3 abreast in the front seat. Jack retrofitted his motorcycle so the 3 of them could ride together. They all had matching white helmets. Jack was a very involved father. There were hours of math problems on the chalk board, softball in the front yard, riding horses and feeding cows on their small farm.
At Duke Jack made great friends. On Mondays they would talk about their weekends of boating, on the nearby lakes. Jack and Phyllis decided to give boating a shot. They were hooked! After touring several lakes in their 15' tri-hull they decided on Lake Norman. Once again, Jack and Phyllis made plans to build another home. It took several years to build doing most of the work themselves, but in the end they carved out a little piece of paradise for their family. Many weekends and summers were spent on the lake with friends and family. Jack spent hours upon hours captaining their boat.
When Cyndi picked a university to attend, Jack and Phyllis being the parents they were, began to learn about the high country. Cyndi loved it there and they suspected she would not leave. She met and fell in love with the love of her life (Michael) there, which solidified her new roots. While Cyndi and Michael were planning their wedding Phyllis began to get sick. Shortly after their wedding, she passed away from cancer. Jack was heartbroken. He began to plan his move to the High Country to be near Cyndi and Michael. He found a wonderful home in Boone. He called it "his piece of heaven". Jack being Jack added his touches to the property. Days were spent designing and building a bridge, pond, and a water wheel. A water wheel that he very proudly could run a light bulb off of.
Jack loved being in the mountains. He enjoyed the beauty of his surroundings, but mostly he enjoyed the people. His day would start out with a trip to the local "coffee table" (Mountain House) where he made some great friends. He used to go to the coffee table with his step father when visiting home. He was so glad to have one of his own and thoroughly enjoyed the time spent there discussing the "business" of the day. Their table was humorously called the DPC. If you don't know what that is, you'll have to ask someone. This is an obituary and we're going to need to keep it PG. After the coffee table in the mornings he would swing by Cyndi's to see his young grandson who called him Jack. Eventually, John would begin to call him Papa. Then it was on to whatever project he had churning in that ever turning mind of his.
He very much loved being in the mountains, but was lonely for companionship. There were several relationships that didn't pan out for one reason or another. Fortunately for him, there was a lady in Lenoir who was living a similar life. Her sisters decided she needed to meet someone. Unbeknownst to her, they signed her up with an online dating service. Jack saw her profile and knew he had to meet her. This is when the second half of Jack's life began. Sue and Jack spent every day together.
Jack and Sue married in May of 2017. They were very involved in John's functions, spent time with her family in Lenoir and visited her daughter in Kentucky. Both fell right in with each other's families. Everyone was so glad for each of them to have found one another. Jack and Sue were very similar. When Jack had his heart attack and subsequent illnesses, Sue never left his side. She spent 5 solid weeks in the hospital caring for him. When Jack's body could no longer fight she was right there with him as was Cyndi when he left this world.
I am so honored to have written this for him and even more honored to have called him dad. Jack was a man of honor and integrity. He was a hard worker and a thought filled person. He loved his family and friends and would do anything he could to help them. He loved to talk, never met a stranger, and could fix anything. He was a person to mimic.
He was born January 10, 1943, in Nottoway County, Virginia. The son of the late Jesse Kyle and Velma Gertrude Beaver Wiley.
He is survived by his wife, Susie Mae Barrier Wiley of Boone; one daughter, Cynthia Wiley Kirk & husband, Michael Davis of Blowing Rock; one grandson, John Michael Kirk of Blowing Rock; one brother, Jim Wiley and wife, Sue; one sister-in-law, Martha Wiley of Forest, VA; two nephews, Lance Wiley of Crewe, VA, Josh & Tiffany Willey of Lynchburg, VA; three nieces, Dawn Amos & Rick of Greensboro, NC, Allison Rakos & Chad of Forest, VA, Charlene Fallen of Farmville, VA; one step-sister, Linda Fallen of Farmville, VA.
Along with his parents, he was preceded in death by his first wife, Phyllis Wilson Wiley; one brother, David Allen Wiley.
A memorial service will be conducted Saturday, April 9, 2022, at 12:00 noon at Back Creek ARP Presbyterian Church, in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Original obituary was published by Hampton Funeral and Cremation Service
Jack Edwin Wiley, age 79, of Boone passed away Monday, March 28, 2022, at Missions Hospital in Asheville.
Jack, Dad, Papa. Wow what a guy! It's hard to sum up a life in a few paragraphs, so bear with me. I'm going to try my best.
Jack was born in a rural community outside of Richmond, Va. His parents owned a General Store and were also farmers. He would say, "If you wanted to see daddy you had to go to the store. He worked 7 days a week from 7 in the morning to 10 at night." His family was the first in the area to have a television set. He fondly recalled church folks coming over on Sundays to sit around the living room and watch TV. He would work around the farm and loved mechanicing on an old WWII Willys Jeep they had.
He loved his roots, but wanted something different. He realized he could find that something different by joining the Army. So he did. After basic training and communications school (where he received his FCC license), he was sent to France to be part of the repeater system for NATO. He loved Europe and often told stories of his time there. He would travel all over when he had time off. He did his two year stint in the military and was honorably discharged.
Being the Wiley that he is, he also took advantage of the GI bill. From there he loaded up the Austin Healy and headed to Danville Community College. One day he and his buddies went to a race in Danville. There he would meet Phyllis. After several attempts, on his part, they were married by a Justice of the Peace in the back of a furniture store. The man who witnessed their Union was a politician running for re-election. Dad asked if he would witness their marriage and he said he would, so long as the two of them would vote for him in the upcoming election. Phyllis and Jack agreed and the marriage was validated.
From there the two moved to Charlotte where Jack would attend UNCC and receive a Bachelor's degree in Electrical Engineering. While at UNCC he worked for Channel 36 in Charlotte. He was the night time equipment engineer. There was one particularly long night spent working on equipment without a call home. He learned then that "touching base" with your spouse is always a good idea.
Upon graduation from UNCC he went to work for Duke Power. He stayed with that company until retirement. Jack loved his job and he was great at it.
Jack and Phyllis welcomed their only child in the summer of 1975. The duo was now a trio. He insisted they should have a station wagon. Phyllis conceded. Little did they know Cyndi had no intentions of sitting in the back. So there they rode, 3 abreast in the front seat. Jack retrofitted his motorcycle so the 3 of them could ride together. They all had matching white helmets. Jack was a very involved father. There were hours of math problems on the chalk board, softball in the front yard, riding horses and feeding cows on their small farm.
At Duke Jack made great friends. On Mondays they would talk about their weekends of boating, on the nearby lakes. Jack and Phyllis decided to give boating a shot. They were hooked! After touring several lakes in their 15' tri-hull they decided on Lake Norman. Once again, Jack and Phyllis made plans to build another home. It took several years to build doing most of the work themselves, but in the end they carved out a little piece of paradise for their family. Many weekends and summers were spent on the lake with friends and family. Jack spent hours upon hours captaining their boat.
When Cyndi picked a university to attend, Jack and Phyllis being the parents they were, began to learn about the high country. Cyndi loved it there and they suspected she would not leave. She met and fell in love with the love of her life (Michael) there, which solidified her new roots. While Cyndi and Michael were planning their wedding Phyllis began to get sick. Shortly after their wedding, she passed away from cancer. Jack was heartbroken. He began to plan his move to the High Country to be near Cyndi and Michael. He found a wonderful home in Boone. He called it "his piece of heaven". Jack being Jack added his touches to the property. Days were spent designing and building a bridge, pond, and a water wheel. A water wheel that he very proudly could run a light bulb off of.
Jack loved being in the mountains. He enjoyed the beauty of his surroundings, but mostly he enjoyed the people. His day would start out with a trip to the local "coffee table" (Mountain House) where he made some great friends. He used to go to the coffee table with his step father when visiting home. He was so glad to have one of his own and thoroughly enjoyed the time spent there discussing the "business" of the day. Their table was humorously called the DPC. If you don't know what that is, you'll have to ask someone. This is an obituary and we're going to need to keep it PG. After the coffee table in the mornings he would swing by Cyndi's to see his young grandson who called him Jack. Eventually, John would begin to call him Papa. Then it was on to whatever project he had churning in that ever turning mind of his.
He very much loved being in the mountains, but was lonely for companionship. There were several relationships that didn't pan out for one reason or another. Fortunately for him, there was a lady in Lenoir who was living a similar life. Her sisters decided she needed to meet someone. Unbeknownst to her, they signed her up with an online dating service. Jack saw her profile and knew he had to meet her. This is when the second half of Jack's life began. Sue and Jack spent every day together.
Jack and Sue married in May of 2017. They were very involved in John's functions, spent time with her family in Lenoir and visited her daughter in Kentucky. Both fell right in with each other's families. Everyone was so glad for each of them to have found one another. Jack and Sue were very similar. When Jack had his heart attack and subsequent illnesses, Sue never left his side. She spent 5 solid weeks in the hospital caring for him. When Jack's body could no longer fight she was right there with him as was Cyndi when he left this world.
I am so honored to have written this for him and even more honored to have called him dad. Jack was a man of honor and integrity. He was a hard worker and a thought filled person. He loved his family and friends and would do anything he could to help them. He loved to talk, never met a stranger, and could fix anything. He was a person to mimic.
He was born January 10, 1943, in Nottoway County, Virginia. The son of the late Jesse Kyle and Velma Gertrude Beaver Wiley.
He is survived by his wife, Susie Mae Barrier Wiley of Boone; one daughter, Cynthia Wiley Kirk & husband, Michael Davis of Blowing Rock; one grandson, John Michael Kirk of Blowing Rock; one brother, Jim Wiley and wife, Sue; one sister-in-law, Martha Wiley of Forest, VA; two nephews, Lance Wiley of Crewe, VA, Josh & Tiffany Willey of Lynchburg, VA; three nieces, Dawn Amos & Rick of Greensboro, NC, Allison Rakos & Chad of Forest, VA, Charlene Fallen of Farmville, VA; one step-sister, Linda Fallen of Farmville, VA.
Along with his parents, he was preceded in death by his first wife, Phyllis Wilson Wiley; one brother, David Allen Wiley.
A memorial service will be conducted Saturday, April 9, 2022, at 12:00 noon at Back Creek ARP Presbyterian Church, in Charlotte, North Carolina.
Original obituary was published by Hampton Funeral and Cremation Service
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