Charles Peel Woodham

Charles “Chuck” Peel Woodham, 67, of Tampa, Florida, passed away on Wednesday, September 9, 2026. Chuck lived his life with an easy sense of humor, a deep loyalty to the people he loved, and a genuine willingness to help others. He cared deeply about his family and friends and never seemed to think that staying in touch was optional. He showed up. He checked in. He helped. And, more often than not, he found a way to make people laugh along the way.

Chuck was born in Brooksville, Florida, on February 28, 1959, to John D. Woodham and Bobbie Peel Woodham. He grew up in Tallahassee, where he attended Leon High School and played football. He went on to Florida State University, earning a bachelor’s degree in Criminology.

After graduating from Florida State, Chuck married and moved to Miami, Florida, where he began his career as a salesman with Shaw Industries. After two and a half years in Miami, Chuck and his family moved to Tampa, where he would make his home for the rest of his life. He spent his entire professional career with Shaw Industries before retiring.

Chuck and Blithe raised their two sons, Shane and Grant. While life eventually took Chuck and Blithe in different directions, their two boys remained an enduring connection throughout the years.

Chuck’s greatest accomplishments, however, were never the ones that appeared on a résumé. They were found in the people he loved and the life he built around them.

Golf and fishing were a big part of Chuck’s life. He enjoyed sharing those experiences with friends and family. Whether he was on the golf course or out on the water, there was usually plenty of laughter, good-natured ribbing, a beer or two, and a little friendly competition. Golf often came with a friendly wager, while fishing came with stories about the one that got away. For Chuck, the scorecard and the size of the catch were never really the point. It was the camaraderie, the time together, the stories, and the memories made along the way.

He took great pleasure in sharing his love of outdoors with his boys. He gave Shane and Grant opportunities to fish, hunt, explore, and simply enjoy being outside. For Chuck, these were opportunities to spend time together and create memories that would last long after the day was over.

And then there was his grandson, Waylon. Chuck absolutely adored him.

No matter what was happening in his day, Chuck made time for his grandson. They FaceTimed every day, and their conversations were important business. Chuck wanted to hear what Waylon had learned at school, what he was interested in, and, of course, anything involving fishing. He listened, asked questions, encouraged him, and made sure Waylon knew just how proud he was.

And Chuck had a way of ending those calls that Waylon will carry with him for the rest of his life: “I’m proud of you. I love you, little boy!”

Those words were more than a goodbye. They were Chuck reminding his grandson, day after day, that he was loved, that he mattered, and that his Papa Chuck believed in him.

Chuck had a gift for making people feel comfortable. He did not take himself or life too seriously, and he had a way of reminding those around him to do the same. His humor could lighten a room, but beneath that easygoing personality was a deeply caring man who noticed when someone needed help.

He also had a simple phrase that seemed to sum up his outlook on life: “It’s all good!”

Chuck said it often. Sometimes it was funny. Sometimes it was reassuring. And sometimes, when things were anything but good, it was exactly what someone needed to hear.

“It’s all good” was Chuck’s way of giving people hope. It was his reminder not to get too caught up in whatever was going wrong in that particular moment. Things might be difficult. Things might not be going according to plan. But somehow, Chuck could make you believe that it was going to be okay.

His brother, Wally, remembers one particular example that captures Chuck perfectly.

When Wally was in his mid-to-late twenties, he was dealing with a health issue and needed someone to ride with him on his sales calls throughout South Georgia. Chuck did not hesitate. He simply said he would go.

So the brothers spent days driving around South Georgia, visiting Wally’s customers together. There was no fanfare and no expectation of anything in return. Chuck saw that his brother needed someone, and he went.

“That was him,” Wally remembers. “A me-for-you person. That was Chuck.”

His sister, Kay, remembers that same loyalty reaching all the way back to their childhood.

When Kay was in kindergarten, their parents entrusted Chuck, then only a ten-year-old fifth grader, with the responsibility of picking her up from her classroom each day after nap time. Kay was often still sound asleep when Chuck arrived. He would have to wake her, fuss at her, and sometimes carry her to the bus while she was still deep in sleep. And he did it every day.

What might have seemed like a small childhood responsibility became, for Kay, a lifelong example of who her brother was.

“He taught me that I could always depend on family,” Kay remembers. “This example of love and loyalty continued throughout our lives. I always knew that I could depend on Chuck for anything.” That was Chuck.

He was the person who showed up.

He was the brother who helped.

He was the father who gave his boys a love for the outdoors.

He was the friend who stayed in touch.

He was the guy who could make you laugh when you probably needed it most.

Chuck was preceded in death by his parents, John D. Woodham and Bobbie Peel Woodham; his grandparents, his son, Grant Sterling Woodham; and Erica Woodham his beloved daughter-in-law and Shane’s wife, who passed away in 2022.

He is survived by his son, Shane Woodham, and his grandson, Waylon; his brother, Wally Woodham (Susan); his sister, Kay Moravek (Brian); Patrick Moravek, Carly Morvek, Wally Jr Woodham (Dayvis), Ashley Bentley (David); and a host of loving family members and friends.

Chuck leaves behind a family who will miss him deeply, friends who will miss his humor and companionship, and a lifetime of stories that will keep him present in the lives of those who loved him.

For Chuck, perhaps the best tribute is simply this:

He showed up.

He helped.

He made people laugh.

And he loved his people deeply.

That was Chuck Woodham.

Chuck would want us to remember the good times, take care of each other, keep laughing, and not take life too seriously. And in his own familiar words: “It’s all good.”

Visitation will be held at Killearn Methodist Church, 2800 Shamrock Street South, Tallahassee, Florida 32309, on September 24, 2026, from 11:30 am to 12:30 pm, followed by the Funeral Service at Killearn Methodist Church on September 24, 2026, at 12:30 pm.

Burial Following the Service and Reception will take place at MeadowWood Memorial Park, 700 Timberlane Road, Tallahassee, Florida 32312, on September 24, 2026.