Charles Dean Pierson
Charles “Chuck” Dean Pierson died Friday, April 21st, at Pyramid Lake doing what he loved doing most, fishing. Chuck was the consummate outdoorsman.
Chuck was born in Quincy, CA to Fred and Nancy Pierson and remained a resident for 63 years. He loved living in Quincy, taking full advantage of hunting and fishing and helping others in his community. He had a large number of close friends in the area who will miss him dearly.
After many years of service, Chuck retired from his position with Plumas County where he served as the Public Works District 1 Road Maintenance Supervisor.
Chuck is survived by four siblings (Leanna, Fred, Ken & David Pierson) who considered him the best brother ever. He is also survived by various cousins and he was a favorite uncle to his many nephews and nieces.
In lieu of flowers, please feel free to make a donation to the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation in Chuck’s name at www.rmef.org.
A celebration of life will be held Saturday, May 13th, starting at 2 PM at Pioneer Park, 54 Fairgrounds Road in Quincy. Family members and many of Chuck’s buddies will be providing BBQ for all attendees. All are welcome to bring a dish to share with others as well. Please join us in remembering and celebrating a wonderful brother, uncle, cousin and, most of all, friend.
RIP Chuck I’m glad to of went to high school with you.
Hey Bro, Thanks for all the camping and fishing trips and great times in Quincy. I could always count on you to give solid advice and friendship. You were the best Brother that a guy could have had. You will be missed for sure!
Your Brother, Dave
Fisherman Spirit (In Loving Memory of Uncle Chuck)
He was an adventurous soul,
A lover of nature,
A hunter for fun,
A fisherman spirit,
A kind man,
A true gentleman,
He was my uncle.
I remember the time
He took me out fishing—
The girl who hates fish—
But he got me to go
And his excitement
For that game called fishing
Rubbed off on me
And I greatly enjoyed
The experience
(Though I will probably
Never go fishing again.)
I remember his smile,
His excitement,
When the fish
Took my bait;
When he helped me
Reel my first (and only) catch in.
I remember his pride.
This will always be
A special memory
Within my heart,
Within my mind,
And though
He has moved on
I will always cherish
My memories with him.
These past couple years
I was blessed with
Getting even closer to him.
With being able to
Spend more time with him
And creating more
Memories with him,
For which I am thankful
And very glad.
And while he has passed on
I know he enjoyed his life.
His Fisherman Spirit
Now swims free
Surfing the waters
Of his favorite lake
Living the dream
Catching all the fish
He wants to
Or just watching them
As he glides into eternity.
Thank you Uncle Chuck for all the good times, the good memories and for being a truly wonderful uncle and friend. I love you and will miss you.
Miranda
Hey Miranda. I am so very sorry about your uncle chuck. Because he was such a awesome guy. And my cousin. We all will miss him dearly. He will missed but never forgotten. Love you Miranda. Your cuz Nicole
Ps. The Poem you wrote about your uncle chuck was really nice.
I grew up with Chuck in my neighborhood. We had such great times. Sled hill in the winter and kick the can during the summer, even at night with a full moon. It was a great time in the hood. He will be missed. Great friend too.
To the Pierson family, so very sorry and saddened for your loss!
Growing up across the street from Chuck and Dave, we had the best times. Sledding, kick the can, prowling the woods, riding bikes, homemade movies, so many, many fun memories. Chuck always loved to fish, as far back as I can remember, he loved to go fishing. I know he’s still catching his limit!
My deepest condolences to the Pierson Family. I’m very sorry for your loss.
I enjoyed being your neighbor on Foothill Ave, Chuck. You were always so kind and helpful.
I’ll miss talking to you when we’d see each other on the bike path at Feather River College. We talked out there just a few weeks ago and I assumed there would be many more times.
It was a pleasure to know you. Your love and knowledge of this place and our beautiful mountains was something I admired. May you rest in peace, my friend.