Charles E. McClain obituary

Charles E. McClain

Passed 8/15/2007

Obituary For Charles E. McClain

Charles E. “Pete” McClain, 79, of Wintersville, Ohio died Wednesday, August 15, 2007 at Trinity West. He was born January 23, 1928 in Miletus, WV a son of the late Dallas and Ruby Nicholson McClain. Pete retired in 1983 from National Steel tin mill division after 39 years of service. He was Methodist by faith and a US Army veteran Pete was a member of Weirton Steel 25 Year Club and a former member of Cadiz Country Club. Preceding Pete in death were two sisters Leah “Sue” Viltro and Ruth Vecchione and three brothers Ken, Robert “Peck” and William R. “Mac” McClain. Surviving are his wife Annabelle M. Tonkin McClain whom he married on March 7, 1950; son Phil (Sheila) McClain of Lore City, OH; daughter Debbie (Steve) Binkiewicz of Wintersville, OH; two sisters Jean Burge of New Alexandria, OH and Virginia (Matt) Trikones of Wintersville, OH; two brothers Rick (Linda) McClain of Rayland, OH and Eddie (Ruth Ann) McClain of Wintersville, OH; granddaughter Samantha Binkiewicz; grandson Corey Binkiewicz; step granddaughter Kim (Bill) Ansley; step great grandson Tommy Ansley and many nieces, nephews and cousins. Friends may call at Dunlope-Shorac Funeral Home, Wintersville Friday 2-4 & 6-8 p.m. where a service will be held Saturday 10 a.m. with Minister Rob Rowe officiating. Burial at Union Cemetery. Memorial contributions may be directed to Teramana Cancer Center.

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09/03/2024

Tim and Jennifer Atkinson

Steve and Debbie and Family, Our thoughts and prayers are with you all during this hard time. Tim and Jennifer Brown Atkinson and Family
09/03/2024

Dick & Sharon Hardman

The McClain Family, Our prayers are with you all at this time. Pete was a great man.
09/03/2024

Michele Schraff

Aunt Annabelle, Debbie and Phil, this poem really touched me and gave me a new perspective about someone passing. I hope that it brings you some measure of comfort. I am standing on the seashore. A ship at my side spreads his white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. He is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch him until at length he hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other Then someone at my side says. "There, he is gone!" "Gone where?" Gone from my sight. That is all. He is just as large in mast and hull and spar as he was when he left my side and he is just as able to bear his load of living freight to his destined port. His diminished size is in me, not in him. And just at the moment when someone at my side says. "There, he is gone!" there are other eyes watching his coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: "Here he comes!" And that is dying. Henry VanDyke

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