Paul Brian Cowlishaw

February 27, 1980 - October 14, 2011
Paul Brian Cowlishaw

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Paul Brian Cowlishaw, 31, of Saluda went to be with the Lord on Friday, October 14, 2011 at his home.

He was the son of Harold C. and Barbara Long Cowlishaw of Hendersonville. Born in Fort Myers, FL, he resided there until 1990 before moving to North Carolina. He was a member of the First Baptist Church of Hendersonville.

He was preceded in death by his maternal grandfather, Joe Long; paternal grandmother, Lillian Cowlishaw; and cousin, Julie Long.

Paul was a loving father, who could light up a room with his smile and personality. His laughter was unique and infectious.

In addition to his parents, he is survived by his daughters, Adrianna Barrett and Taylor Cowlishaw; sister, Laura Cowlishaw; maternal grandmother, Margie Long, all of Hendersonville; and uncle, James ìJimmyî Long and wife, Sandy of LA.

A Celebration of Life will be held at 2 PM, Sunday, October 23, 2011 at the First Baptist Church of Hendersonville with Dr. Ryan Pack officiating.

In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to CrossWalk c/o First Baptist Church of Hendersonville, 312 Fifth Avenue West, Hendersonville, NC 28739.


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Sunday, October 23, 2011
12:00 AM

First Baptist Church of Hendersonville - Directions
312 5th Avenue West
Hendersonville, NC 28739

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  • October 22, 2011
    RYDER says:
    W.W.P.D? Everyweekend!

  • July 28, 2022
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  • October 27, 2011
    Charles and Cindy says:
    We are sorry for your loss.

  • October 27, 2011
    Laura Hipp Morrow says:
    So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.

  • October 26, 2011
    Kristen Baker says:
    Our family has been heartbroken over your loss. We are praying for your peace and strength that comes from knowing that our Lord can work all things for His good in His time. Love, Kristen, Blake, Grayson and Ren Baker