Birth date: Jun 6, 1962 Death date: Jan 28, 2017
Charles “Chuck” Jensen passed away January 28, 2017.The family will receive friends and celebrate Chuck’s life from 1-3 p.m., Saturday, February 4 at Memorial Park Funeral Home and Cemetery. Friends are invited to bring a written Read Obituary
I’m Bob Farmer’s (see above) wife… I only met Chuck once, sadly at his dad’s celebration of life. The occasion allowed Chuck a moment to disclose his vulnerability (my bet is that that didn’t happen very often). That moment was quickly covered with a sense of humor. Both gave a window into Chuck’s capable self…It was all too short but I liked him instantly! (Oddly enough, I later discovered that he was a companion in earlier years of My cousin’s son and of a neighbor grandson and one has to marvel at our lives probably touching more often then we guess!) We’re rattled at hearing of Chuck’s death. His family life seems to be solid and fun (adventurous) and we think his kids must be (beyond!) rattled as well…In viewing so many information places in the last two days, we’re enamored with a new phrase: “flew west”…. We’re hoping that his young family holds onto another phrase: “…. ’til we meet again…”
I am very sorry to hear of the passing of my cousin, Charles Jensen’s, son Chuck Jensen. I knew Chuck as a young boy of 6 years old in San Diego, CA where we shared love of model trains, electronics and the other neighborhood kids. He grew up to be a very fine man with a family of his own. Glad to have been a part of your young life Chuck.
I found out on June 7, one day after what would have been his 55th birthday, that Chuck had passed back in January. It’s ironic that he left this world on January 28, as it’s the same day he left our home, so many years ago, to begin pilot training in Arizona, & a day that would change all of our lives. The slide show makes me glad he had a full life. Say “Hi” to your Dad. Julie Jensen
I am sorry to hear this news about Chuck. He and I were in the same physics class in High School. He had a lot of zest for life and was a vibrant addition to the class. There was a lot of freedom for exploration in class, so we had a lot of interaction. That was the year “Chuck E.’s in Love” was released by Rickie Lee Jones and Eric always used to sing that to Chuck. He took it pretty well.I have great memories of a quality person,Amelia Jones Bishop’s Schools Class of ’80
I flew with Captain Chuck on the 727. We were on the Mobile out and back line for about 2 years together. I left and went to another airplane to fly out and backs since the 727 was a dying airplane. On that new airplane I flew out and backs with another Captain Chuck. My kids and I would go over to this Captain’s house and swim and play with his chickens. One day, we were driving through the target parking lot and low and behold, there was my previous Captain Chuck! I swung the car around declaring “hey!! There’s Captain Chuck!!”. My son Mason took a look at this scraggly bearded bum looking man that looked nothing like the Captain Chuck he knew. “Mom! That’s not Captain Chuck! That’s not Captain Chuck!! Keep driving!” I laughed so hard. Clearly this Captain Chuck had just returned from a long trip in his camper to which he was sitting in. He looked just like all the other Captains I fly with when on vacation (scraggly, unkept and heavily bearded). We stopped, I introduced my boys to my “other” Captain Chuck. We checked out his neat camper and had a laughable story to share for the next few years in the crew room together. I will miss him, he was a lovely family man, hence the fondness for out & back trips that he loved flying so much and was a great pilot. He was one of the good ones whom I enjoyed making a beeline for at work to hobnob with. He was taken too soon, fly free Captain Chuck, free with the angels.Your loyal First Officer, Stephanie D Shaw
One of the most exciting (funny) memories with the Memphis Gunslingers was when Boomerang won the Ruger pistol set. He took off for home, not knowing that the pistols had to be returned to Doc Mood’s Gun Shop. Boomerang was to go there the following week to have ownership transferred to him! We finally caught up with him and all ended well!
Many years ago, in the ninth and tenth grade at The Bishop’s School in La Jolla, California, I wasn’t a cool and popular kid. I wasn’t good looking. I wasn’t athletic. I didn’t come from a well-to-do family. Chuck did. He never judged me for that though. He hung out with me a lot when he could have hung out with a much more popular crowd. He just saw me as another guy with whom he shared humor and dreams. Chuck was just like that. He didn’t like the superficial. He was always very real and genuine. I never forgot him for that, and he was always an inspiration to me even though we lost touch. I’m glad to see that he lived his dreams, and became the great man he always was inside. Even though I’m devastated that he isn’t with us anymore, and his passing is a huge loss to the world, I take comfort in knowing that he lived his life well, and left it a better place than before he was here with us. So as we watch you soar off into the sun on your way to what follows this, I salute you. Miss you Chuck. Bill Hardin
We are so shocked at the passing of “Boomerang” and our hearts break for his family.Fortunately, we have so many wonderful, fun and laugh filled memories of him at MRR with his cowboy family and those that loved him so dearly. He was a treasure and we feel so privileged that we shared those years with he and his family. He will always be remembered fondly and with a smile and we thank his family for sharing him with us all.Love and prayers from Lee and Patty Albrecht (aka Easy Lee and Casino Clair)
My heart is heavy with the news the Chuck has passed. We were intellectual sparring partners in AP Chemistry and AP Physics at The Bishops School. I’d like to think I smoked him most times… but that would stretching the truth. He did in fact out perform me and the class on multiple occasions. His humor and drive are unmistakenly two of his many qualities. I feel blessed to have crossed his path. Blessings to all. Erin Fray Bishops class of ’80.
