This is a story told by Charlie's mother, Wanda (my mother-in-law).  When Charlie was about 2 years old he got hold of a hammer.  Wanda was unaware of that but kept hearing a noise, a tapping sort of noise.  She came outside to find that he had broken out all the windows in her brand new 1957 Ford station wagon right down to the door frames.

Here's another one.  When Charlie was in the Navy a dentist took an X-ray and saw something in Charlie's tongue.  When Charlie was a kid, maybe 10 to 12 years old, he put his mouth over the end of his BB gun - and it went off!  Yes, it was the BB still in his tongue.  He never said a word about it to anyone and didn't know where the BB had gone.

A final story.  I met Charlie when he was 11 and I was 16.  We got to horsing around in the backyard one day and it became a wrestling match.  Since I was older, I thought I would teach the boy a lesson.  It ended up that I got the lesson.  He had the weight advantage and was a lot stronger than he looked.  He wasn't as fast as I was, but once he had me I went down for the count.  Very embarrassing to get whipped by an 11 year old.

Always missed, never forgotten.  A man with a large heart.  A lot of adventures & a lot of tears  shared. As your son, I will miss you the most. 

I will love you forever.