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Charles L. Weldon

1954 - 2020

BORN

1954

DIED

2020

Charles Weldon Obituary

Charles L. Weldon 1954—2020
Chuck Weldon, 66, passed away on Sunday, May 10th, surrounded by family after a brief illness.
Chuck was born in Roscoe, IL where he lived his entire life. He was a talented excavator, founding and operating Weldon Unlimited for over 20 years. He used his talents on a skid loader to build snow tubing hills, dirt bike tracks, and a wedding venue for his children, family, and friends. An avid tinkerer, nothing escaped being modified and enhanced in his workshop.
His favorite place was his wooded property in Roscoe where he and his family raised cows, horses, chickens, goats, and even the occasional owl, deer, or raccoon. He loved teaching kids how to drive on the property and his vehicles had the dents to prove it. He also loved to spend time each summer at his family cabin on Woman Lake in Minnesota, dragging his kids behind the boat until they learned to ski.
Chuck loved his family and friends. Whether it be around a bonfire or during an unannounced visit, he was always good for a story or new joke.
Predeceased by his parents, John and Jean, his road trip partner and brother Jed (Toni), and his dog Dozer. He is survived by his brother Bill (Jan) and sister Jody (Dan). Chuck and Diane raised a stable of kids: Cindee, Aimee, Sheree, Casey, Katie, and Mary. His nieces and nephews meant so much to him, shown in many ways throughout his life. Chuck's grandchildren will miss their papa, his candy, and the adventures.
In lieu of flowers, please share a story or a joke about Chuck amongst family and friends.

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Published by Rockford Register Star from May 14 to May 17, 2020.

Memories and Condolences
for Charles Weldon

15 Entries

Vicki & Stan Moate

October 20, 2020

Chuckie Weldon was our neighbor down the street. We rode ponies, swam in and ice skated on Kinnikinnick Creek. Chuck had a bad crush on my older sister, Karin. So he used to hang at our house and do guy things to impress her, like climb to the top of the swing and then leap down to the lower bar.

We would be running the ponies along the creek and Chuck would show off his physical prowness by leaping off his pony (Blue Boy was one) and belly flop into the creek about 10 feet way. LOL

Chuck was the kinda of person you could not see for decades and then when you did run into each other, it was old home week. He used to accuse people of "kidnapping" him on the street into conversations. I think was more like the other way around.

Chuck was a fun guy. Always smiling, always with a story, always with a twinkle in his eye.

This is a delayed post b/c my husband, Stan Moate and I moved out of Illinois decades ago and now call Baja, Mexico home.

God Bless Chuck. Our hearts go out to all other friends and family who had the pleasure of knowing this unique man.

Vicki (Lamont) Moate and Stan Moate Baja, Mexcio

Angela Cook-Rupp

June 1, 2020

I will never forget tubing, swimming in the creek, and Strawberry the deer. Much love to you all. I miss you all very much. ❤

May 19, 2020

So sad to hear about Chuck. We had many good outings in his woods. Many times he stopped by my apartment for a visit. I will miss him. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.

Freddie Lincoln,
Roscoe IL.

Wayne Whitney

May 18, 2020

I'm very saddened to hear of your loss. Chuck and I became "best" friends in 5th grade at kinnikinnick. I have so many memories coming to mind of growing up in Roscoe. We started tax invasion at Budd's grocery by buying our Suzie-Q's one at a time for 12 cents each because if we bought them together they would charge us a penny tax. We could ice skate on Kinnikinnick creek from his house to mine by the time we got there we were pretty wet and cold from falling thru the ice. One year Chuck got a new Flexible Flyer for Christmas and brought to my house for a day of sledding. It didn't take long for about three of us riding on it down the hill and Chuck somehow steered it into a large Maple tree. It was pretty much destroyed and he was afraid to tell his dad. It became a permanent fixture leaning against that tree for several years to come. After our Dads bought Garden tractors/lawnmowers we had motorized transportation to get around Roscoe and had a source of income by mowing lawns. When the new highway 51 was being built we would "help them with the construction" with our tractors. One day mine got stuck and Chuck was pulling me out of the dirt and my hand got between the rope and the fender. I got my first stitches that day. My mom took me to the clinic Chuck came along he felt really bad for at least awhile anyways. One of our money-making Ideas was to start breaking horses for a living. We started with a pony in the corral at his house that was over in a half an hour after we both got thrown into the dirt a few times. Another time we were messing around in "the woods" where 51 and bridge street intersects now. We had a 3 prong fishing spear and somehow it went through Chuck's shoe into his foot. Chuck was laying on the ground screaming I ran to the house and got his mom she drove us back in the car. His mother was a nurse you know she carefully removed his shoe with the spear only to find out the spear did not even scatch his foot. When Jed and Bill were in Vietnam we used to sneak the BSA motorcycle out of the barn and race cars on 51 by riding in the ditch alongside the highway. I still remember the adrenaline rush at 12 0r 13 years old going 60 miles an hour in the dirt. Then we started to worry about the miles we put on it we never did get in trouble for that. After High School, I moved to Tempe Chuck rode his Kawasaki 750 to come to see me. All he could talk about for the first few days were the pimples on his butt from that long ride. He rode his motorcycle down to Mexico for a couple of days by himself. When he returned he had a bad case of stomach flu. Later he started telling about how good the food was from those carts on the street! On his next trip to Arizona, I had finished two years at Mesa Community College, I was ready to start ASU but Chuck was still visiting. I still blame him for not continuing college. But I'm sure I'm somewhat to blame also. Chuck was known for stealing your toilet paper when he came over. After about a 2 week visit to Jackson Hole, we were pretty much ready for him to go home so we could end the party. I got up early that morning went to town bought some supplies including a 4 pack of TP. After we said our goodbyes later that morning we went back to the house to find our brand new 4 pack gone. He got in the final prank on us. later that spring when the snow started to melt the 4pack of tp showed up in a snowbank. Obviously, I could go on and on and turn this into a book. Chuck made me partly who I am he will live in my memories as long as I remain on this earth. My Dad loved Chuck and Chuck loved him and was always there when Ray needed him.RIP Chuck Weldon.

Lee Johnston

May 17, 2020

I feel the same as Dale does. There well never be another like him. RIP Chuck.

Dale Korsberg

May 17, 2020

Truly will be missed. Close to 40 years ago my first remembrance was observing an ultralight buzzing overhead in Roscoe. Somebody said "Oh that's crazy Chuck" Didn't know him at the time until I bought a house just down the street. Buds for quite some time. Memories forever. Hangin in the garage, ATVing around Roscoe, feeding the fish, getting stuck in the creek, late night adventures in the woods. What a time! Chuck and Diane were very good to me during that period. Giving family man, great friend. Condolences to all. There will never be another Chuck.

Les Schermerhorn

May 16, 2020

Growing up in Roscoe Illinois when the population until 1975 was only 450 people as noted on the sign coming into Roscoe on Hwy 51 always reminds me of Home. In our small village were the boys of Roscoe that would attend school at Kinnikinnick Grade School. And later go to Hononegah High School. In that bunch in the 60s and 70s was our friend Chuck Weldon. So glad Chuck stayed in Roscoe over the years since so many of us haven't lived there in over 45 years. There were so many stories i could tell and still remember over the years. Although I haven't seen Chuck and his family in 20 years it's friends like him that are in so many memories of us that knew him. We graduated together in 1973 from high school. Between the Hononegah High School Football days a lot has happened since then and now forward to 2020. Chuck was the one that really knew how to live. Such a hard worker. Great family. Always funny and great to be around. He will be missed by so many. And I am one of them. Thank you so much. My Condolences...Les Schermerhorn...Las Vegas, Nevada.

Les Schermerhorn

May 15, 2020

May the love of friends and family carry you through your grief.

Gary Wright

May 15, 2020

Chuck and I have been friends for many years. We have had many fun times together in the past. Bon fires, hay rides, time at the cabin on women lake and sharing jokes and lies. Sometimes life is too short for the people who truly enjoy life like Chuck did. I would like to send my condolences to the family and let you know that I will miss him and hope that he is in a better place now. One of the better jokes that we shared recently was; Why don't blind people like to skydive? The answer is because it scares the hell out of the dog.

Kevin Gable

May 15, 2020

My deepest sympathies to the entire Weldon family. Chuck was a larger than life guy with an even bigger smile! He always greeted me with a hardy handshake and that big smile. My favorite story and memory of Chuck is back in the early 70s when I was a kid. He dated my sister/ cousin Kathy and would come over to visit her on Geneva Dr. We were talking about the pigs that were being raised by his family and that a new litter was just born. I told him that I have never seen a real live baby pig. Well that's all it took, he took me over to the farm just across the field from our house. He looked at me and said don't you ever do this Kevin or I'll tell your Daddy. He jump across the fence and scooped up a baby pig and jumped back across. He let me hold that squealingand squirming pig for a little bit and then turned it back loose. I asked him why couldn't I just jump over the fence like he did a grab one? He looked very serious at me and said that Momma pig there will kill you if she caught you, don't you ever cross that fence. He was serious enough to get my attention. I have picture from that day, where I got on Kathy's shoulders and he then picked Kathy and I up onto his shoulders. I come across that picture every so often and I still laugh and remember that day as if it was yesterday. RIP Chuck, I will forever remember you for that day of laughter.

Michael Hudgins

May 14, 2020

Chuck and I met in the parking lot at Roger McDonald's visitation a few months ago. Even though we knew each other for over 50 years! We were chatting about some funny Roger (and Richard) stories for a few minutes (as strangers) until we both realized who the other guy was!

Chuck told me a story about Roger and the VFW that I cannot repeat here. It was pure Chuck (and Roger) and Roscoe.

I grew up across the field from the Weldons (Weldon's field of course) and it was my main thoroughfare to get from my house on the river to scenic downtown Roscoe before the new highway was built in 1968. His mom Jean and my mother were good friends and we all knew each other well.

Chuck looked great when I saw him just a few months back. I was surprised and saddened to hear of his passing. I'm glad we were able to connect when we did.
My prayers and condolences to all in the family.

Barry

May 14, 2020

So Sorry to hear this news of Chucks passing. I guess I have known him most of my life as a child and then having cocktails with his as an adult. My favorite memory is running into Chuck at the Whiffle Tree. He was telling me about that someone was sneaking into his cabin at the creek partying. We decided to get a case of beer and do a stake out. Eventually people started to show up start a bonfire then we made our move driving right up throwing on the lights and jumping out yelling what the hell are you kids doing here, its private property. Only to discover it was one of the kids with all their friends. I wont rat out which one. LOL. We had a great stake out of telling stories.

John Burke

May 14, 2020

A loss for humanity. Chuck was always the real deal. God bless bro. John Burke

Brian Wright

May 14, 2020

Chuck was good friends with my Brother Gary Wright. He was always very kind to me being 7 years younger. There were always lots of laughs. I'll never forget the elaborate sledding ramps he would make in his back yard with banking curves and steep drops! Peace be with you and your family!

Sean Hehir

May 14, 2020

Sorry to hear this. I remember the first words Chuck and I exchanged when I moved in across the street on Harrison. It was shortly before Christmas. I was putting my lights out and anyone that knows Diane knows how she loves her lights. Well I do to and I've never hesitated to go over board. Chuck came over to introduce himself and told me thank God finally someone for Diane to compete with. From there on out you could land a 747 on our street at night.

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