One of the sad things I alluded to the other day was the passing of an old friend. Charlie lived next to my family for 70 years and meant a great deal to all of us. He called me "Annabelle" from the day I was born until the last time I saw him this summer. He taught my mom how to fold a fitted sheet. He was the strongest man my dad knew. And he was a caring friend to my grandparents.
I would like to share a few pictures of Charlie. I know most of you didn't know him, but he was a wonderful example of a life well lived; a life full of generosity, strength, and humor.
We will miss you Captain Charlie.
Song of the Day
Tim McGraw's My Old Friend.