Paul Lewis Young

July 31, 1941February 26, 2018
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HICKORY---Paul Lewis Young, 76, of Hickory passed away peacefully at his residence surrounded by his family, on Monday, February 26, 2018. Born in Catawba County on July 31, 1941, he was the son of the late Colon Jacob and Liza Young. He was employed by Young General Contractors. Paul is survived by his wife Colleen Whisnant Young of the home; his daughters Sandea Asherbraner and husband Tim of Hickory, and Yvonne Kiser and husband Marvin of Hickory; a son Scott Young and wife Abby of Hickory; granddaughters Liza Bradshaw and husband Rodney of Vale, Ashley Moretz and husband Brandon of Lincolnton, Aimee Asherbraner and fiancé Josh Orr of Hickory; grandson Adam Young of Hickory, Jacob Young and friend Maleah Ramsey of Hickory, and Casey Kiser and friend Tiffany Exline of Hickory; great granddaughter Brooklyn Moretz of Lincolnton; great grandson Jaxon Moretz of Lincolnton and sisters Julia Buff of Hickory and Catherine Brittain of Lenoir. The family will receive friends Friday, March 2, 2018 from 1:30 pm to 2:45 pm at Providence Baptist Church. Funeral will be held Friday, March 2, 2018 at 3:00 pm at Providence Baptist Church with Reverend Earnest Richards officiating. Burial will follow in church cemetery.


  • VISITATION Friday, March 2, 2018
  • BURIAL Friday, March 2, 2018
  • FUNERAL SERVICE Friday, March 2, 2018

Paul Lewis Young

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Your Amos

April 26, 2018

Chewing redman and eating peanut butter crackers. Listening to Loretta Lynn…the best of all times. Shining that million dollar smile that you were so proud of. That’s how I will choose to remember you. You had a heart of gold, you had a smile about you that could light up a room. You displayed true grit about yourself, you were one of the hardest working men that I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. I can remember when you were working on building the treehouse for Liza and I at breaktime it was always a pepsi-cola and peanut butter crackers. It was a laugh here, and a joke there. You was such a role model to me, I’ll love you forever and a million years. You’re finally free papaw, free of cancer, and free to see, live your life in heaven to the fullest just like you did on earth, and say hello to Grandman A for me.

Your Amos

Jake Young

April 26, 2018

Dear Grandpaw,

I don’t know where to begin, because there is so much to say. If I wrote it all down, my thoughts, feelings, and memories, it would be an ever ending book on one of the greatest men to ever influence my life. You took so much pride in everything and always believed in a man’s handshake. I’ll always remember the tractor and lawn mower rides. Even in your declining health you would always sit on the porch and listen to me mow your grass and say “Jake, how tall was it this week?” These are just a few memories but definitely some of the best!

2 Corinthians 5:8 – We are confident, I say, and would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord.

You will be missed terribly on this side of heaven, but I’m ending this not with a goodbye, but a see you later.

I love you,

Scott Young

April 26, 2018


Born poor never to forget his past, made strong to carry his family always honest so we his family knew what truth and pride was and to always be proud of who you are.

Superman left his cape

His eyes were blind, but he could see farther than most, he never scored a touchdown or danced in the end zone, but would give you seven points of living life. He never scored a three point basket, but always had a basket full of knowledge to ease your troubled mind.

Superman left his cape

Grandsons take a little or a lot of what he left you, reach down take the cape that Superman left put it on, don’t forget your past be strong, honest, and proud of who you are.

I rode this adventure for 55 years with my best friend, my mentor, my dad.

Superman left his cape and now has his wings.

Your son,

Casey Kiser

April 26, 2018

From: Casey Kiser

From the moment I saw you…
I knew you were one of a kind…
maybe not to some others
because you were blind.

We had a bunch of great memories
sitting on the porch enjoying the fresh air…
even on weeknights watching
Who Wants to be a Millionaire.

You were strong as an ox, always lifting dumbbells…
and your eyes always lit up when family rang the doorbell.

You were happy-go-lucky all the time…
I was happy-go-lucky just to call you mine.

From breakfast on Sundays, to staying overnight…
I could honestly always say you were my shining light.

You were such a great man to family and friends…
I can definitely say, wow, what an end.

As you lay in heaven, looking down upon me…
I know you’re building houses and flying free.

As we come to an end on this bright sunny day,
thanks for teaching me so much along the way…

I love you Grandpa. I’ll see you another day.