I was saddened to hear about the passing of two more fine men in our community last week - Roy Hinton, Jr. and Charlie Echols.
Both men were hard workers, loved their families and were Christians. They also enjoyed helping those in need in Thomson and surrounding areas.
Mr. Hinton worked as a foreman with Two State Construction Company, while Mr. Echols - or Mr. Charlie as a lot of us called him - was a retired insurance salesman - turned school bus driver/small businessman.
The two were widely known in the area, because of their work in the community, as well as for the work they performed at their churches. Mr. Roy and Mr. Charlie were men who got the job done when there was a job that needed doing. They didn't procrastinate. They simply saw what needed to be done and did it.
Neither of them had a lazy bone in their bodies.
As a boy, I remember my brother, Bobby and me, playing in the backyard of Mr. and Mrs. Hinton's home adjacent Thomson Presbyterian Church. Mr. Roy and his wife, Mrs. Joyce always treated us so nice when we'd come to their home to play a game of football with their oldest son, Tony. They offered us snacks and cold drinks after our fierce games a lot of times.
I later had the pleasure of working many, many years later with Mrs. Joyce at Advance Auto Distribution Center near Thomson when I worked there as a supervisor. She was just as nice a person as she was when I was a boy. During breaks, we'd sometimes reflect on those good old days growing up in Thomson.
Her husband was equally as nice as she was and loved doing favors for people.
He enjoyed making a living for his family and serving the Lord at New Hope Baptist where he and his wife of many, many years have attended as members.
Reflecting on the memory of Mr. Charlie, he was the father of Matt Echols, a former next door neighbor and just as importantly the bus driver who drove my stepson, Daniel Palmer, back and forth to school for many years. We never worried about Daniel, because we knew that Mr. Charlie was a safe driver and wouldn't let anything happen to his precious cargo.
Mr. Charlie was a considerate man, always extending a helping hand to whom ever needed it. He enjoyed helping our next door neighbor, Mrs. Edna Stewart, one of the sweetest neighbors anyone could have anywhere.
He also was a man who was deeply devoted to his family. He loved them very much and he demonstrated it every chance he got.
I join many others in telling the families of these two respected men of our community that they will be sadly missed, but not forgotten. I pray that the Lord will watch over their families during this tough time.