Birth date: Feb 12, 1936 Death date: Mar 26, 2020
Henry A. Mastin, 84, of Spotsylvania, passed away peacefully at home with his family by his side on Thursday, March 26, 2020. He was a lumberjack for 62 years. Henry was employed with Service Master for more than 20 years and wit Read Obituary
Sharing thoughts and prayers with the Mastin family for their loss.
My sincere condolences to Henry’s family. Henry was a joyful, happy man and loved his family dearly. He was a shimmer of light when he came to church and always had a smile on his face and a kind word to say. I will always remember his smile and that little top hat he wore sometimes. God bless you all!
Henry and his family was the best neighbors we ever had when we moved here we made friends with him and Mary immediately he even cut trees out of my driveway that fell while Danny and I was at work he told Danny he didn’t want me to have to walk in the snow to our house what better of a neighbor could you have he always looked out for us we love him and his family prayers with you all Danny and Dana jewell
A Poem for Uncle Henry
A giant pine, magnificent and old stood staunch against the sky and all around shed beauty, grace, power. Within it's fold birds safely reared their young. The velvet ground beneath was gentle and the cooling shade gave cheer to passer's by. It's towering arms a Landmark stood, erect and un afraid Strong As if to say "Fear naught from Life's Alarms It fell one day Where it dauntless stood Men who passed paid tribute and said
"To know this life was good" It left it's mark on me It's work stands fast and so it lives
such Life no bonds can hold -This giant pine, magnificent and old.
We are so sorry for the passing of your Dad. I know how close you were to him and what an influence he had on your life. He lived like a hero, and fought like a warrior. He'll always be watching over you from heaven, he will stay with you forever. You are in our thoughts and prayers.
With love to each of you,
Donnie and Gail Carver and family
WHEN I FIRST MET HENRY AND MARY IT WAS AT MY HOUSE. THEY WERE MOVING IN. THEY SOON BECAME MY SECOND PARENTS. I USE TO BABY SET THEIR CHILDREN WHENEVER THEY NEED TO GO OUT. HENRY WOULD ASK ME ALMOST EVERY DAY AROUND DINNER TIME TO COME FIX HIS MASH POTATOES BECAUSE MARY COULDN'T GET THE LUMPS OUT. WE HAVE REMAINED CLOSE FRIENDS SINCE THEN. I LOVE YOU HENRY!
RIP Henry. See you again someday.
