CHARLES-ENSLEY-Obituary

CHARLES ENSLEY

New York, New York

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ENSLEY--Charles Stephen, President of Local 371 for 26 years, died on Friday afternoon, June 18, 2010, knowing that his wife, sister and nephew were at his side. Born in Birmingham, Alabama 69 years ago, Charles grew up amid the civil rights campaigns of the 1960s. Some of his principles came...

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In loving memory of a wonderful person. We will love you and miss you always.

Rest In Power. I miss you!

Charles and I worked together at the Bed-Stey branch of BCW as case workers,when I came on board in 1980..We picketed together and spoke out for the union there and after..My husband and I were talking about him again this week..and how he personally helped save my job, and increased the disability pay to workers who were sick after my husband complained ..He was immensely supportive and loyal, called me several times to see how I was doing when I had cancer..I am white and Jewish and I felt...

This Is very, very sad. Uncle Charles was always very nice to me and was always interested in what I was doing.
RIP
Greg

To everyone who loved and respected Charles Ensley,

We surely will miss him. We will miss his dedication, drive and union organizing ability. We will miss his dedication to the cause of all working men and women (specifically members of local 371). I, for my part, will miss his dry wit,sence of humor, and let us not forget that speaking style. Rest in peace, Charles and my God bless you and your family.

Your dedication and focus on empowering the staff of Local 371 as well as your ability to let us know that each one of us matters as people is what I miss. Farewell teacher as you join the ancestors in watching over us.

When I am dead, my dearest

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may...

May you rest in peace (Shahura kaiope yeleop)