Paul Lewer Moore
November 1, 1946 – September 28, 2020
Paul Lewer Moore passed peacefully from this life on September 28, 2020, at the age of 73 from complications related to his 23-year battle with pancreatic cancer.
He was born in Gilmer, Texas on November 1, 1946, to William Neal and Josephine Herman Moore. Paul moved to Grapevine, Texas at the age of three and graduated from Grapevine High School in 1965. He met his wife, Mary Charlotte Hodges Moore, in the first grade and they married on July 8, 1966.
Paul attended Arlington State College, studying mechanical engineering, before joining the United States Marine Corp. In 1970, he started a small appliance repair business that later became Southwestern Parts and Service, now one of the largest fishing reel repair centers in the US.
Paul is survived by his wife of 54-years, Charlotte; daughter, Ginger Moore Quillen, and husband, William Upton Quillen; son, Shane Alan Moore, and wife, Laura Ann Moore; grandson, William Paul Quillen; granddaughters, Morgan Michelle Quillen, Ashlee Lyn Moore and Brooke Ann Moore; sister, Susan Branan, and many other relatives and friends.
He will be remembered for his “terrible” jokes, infectious smile, passion for life, and unwavering support, love and friendship to so many.
A private family service will be held at Bluebonnet Hills Memorial Park.
To continue his legacy of fostering a love for the sport of fishing, Brother Bill’s Helping Hand (https://bbhh.org/) is accepting donations in Paul’s name that will be aimed at programs focusing on West Dallas community youth.
No public services are scheduled at this time. Receive a notification when services are updated.
Paul Lewer Moore
Gloris Reynolds Carney
October 16, 2020
Paul and Charlotte were my classmates. You cannot ask for better people to be in your life.
My deepest condolences and prayers to Charlotte, her family and friends. May your memories sustain you through this difficult time.
October 15, 2020
I will never forget that spring day I got to spend with Paul & Shane at Lake Fork. I idled into a small cove where another boat sat tied to a tree. I dropped the troll motor to be courteous and not run my big motor close to where they were fishing. The mouth of the cove was narrow but opened up into a 40+ acre field behind. Apparently the older gentleman in that boat felt like we were encroaching on his spot. I had an verbal exchange with the man and he made a comment about how he'd been fishing the lake since I was pooping my diapers. I suppose that gave him the right to try to block off an entire cove large enough for six boats so he could have it all to himself on a busy day in March on the most popular bass lake in the country. My blood pressure got up to about 180. After we went around him, I looked back at Paul. He had that infectious smile from ear to ear. The 3 of us had a big laugh and we continued our day catching several nice bass in the cove. That was almost 30 years ago and every time I would go into the store Paul would do him impersonation of the grumpy old man at the mouth of the cove and we would have a laugh. Then Paul would tell me his latest & corniest joke. I am honored to have fished with Paul Moore. He will be greatly missed.
October 14, 2020
I was deeply saddened to hear about Paul’s passing. He was a great man that taught me so much about myself. He taught me a lot about finances and life in general. I will never forget the Uncle Gene stories and the jokes he’d tell. He could tell a story like no one else and I loved that about him. I love the Moore family more than I can show. My thoughts and prayers are with y’all in this time. My deepest condolences to Charlotte. Paul never said a bad thing about Charlotte and I always thought the love they shared for each other was something that should be in movies.
You’ll be missed dearly Paul.
October 14, 2020
I will always remember this sweet and funny guy. He never lacked for a joke to tell, give a hug and then turn around and give you some sass. Still think about the time we fought over the front seat of the van at Comedero. I’ll save that seat for you anytime you want it. What a super man that will be in my heart forever. Prayers & hugs for the entire Moore family. So privileged to have known him.
October 14, 2020
Paul was a classic and a true Gentleman with a great attitude towards life. I really got to know Paul through Shane & our fishing adventures. Paul was a great Dad, Grandpa & Friend. But to me Paul was an inspiration on how to live life. Through Shane I knew Paul's struggles & spent many hours in prayer for him. But in truth Paul's attitude on life despite his hardships was way more a testimony to me than anything I could have ever done for him. Paul always had a smile & a joke to tell & I enjoyed both but his greatest inspiration to me was his attitude in the face of adversity.
Rest in piece my friend God's speed the fight is over.
Praying for the family.
October 14, 2020
My fondest memory of Paul took place at the Oklahoma City Tackle show in the late 2000's. I was there helping work their tackle booth as a manufacturers representative. Right in front of our booth was a huge rock climbing wall that people were paying for their turn to try and conquer. Paul kept looking at it and finally said "that doesn't look that hard"! His son Shane said, "well I've got $20 that says you can't". I of course stepped in and said " and I've got another $20". Next thing you know, the pot was growing for him to attempt. He walked over to the man running the climbing wall, paid his money, kicked off his Cole Hahn dress shoes and climbed that wall like a Puma! That was the type of man Paul was. He never met a challenge he wouldn't face head on and did it with a smile. In the 17 years I have known him, no matter his current health condition, he would always greet you with a smile and never act like anything was ailing him. He was a poster child for being a true fighter. He will be greatly missed and my thoughts and prayers are with his family during this tough time. God speed ❤️
October 13, 2020
I have many happy memories of Sandy (Paul). One is an "awful joke" I still laugh at when I remember it but I can't share it here.
One involves a football game in Sherman. Susan and I went to the game and on the way back we, of course, raced down Highway 75 at 100+ mph. I was scared but I doubt he was. He would tackle anything.
Another involving football. He got racked up pretty bad at practice one day and they called Susan. When she and I went and picked him up he was barely conscious. When we got to Dr. Ed's clinic I had to carry him in. We were about the same height but he was solid and heavy. He probably had a concussion but it was undiagnosed.
There's also the summer of two Oldsmobiles and a Chevy but its too long to recount here. If any of the kids or grandkids haven't heard It I'll gladly share it.