Memories of Chuck

Whenever I think of you or hear your name, I will smile...or laugh because that's what you always did for everyone who was blessed to know you. I remember how Aunt Chris and my Mom would say "Chuck and Charm and you were in the playpen together!" We called each other cousins. Sure enough with family trips to Wildwood or French Creek, through Junior High and Saul High and, of course, the Explorers or just hanging out on Chestnut Street. My beloved sister, Jeannie, who you called your big sister, too, would talk about how you had her rolling on her job bringing tears to her eyes when you would call her to say hello. You could always tell a funny story or make some negative experience sound comical. And you always cared about people and looked out because you were a big guy with a big heart. And now you, who was the life of the party, will have a new life with the Lord and your Mom and Dad and Aunts and Jeannie and all those who love you and have gone on before us. We look forward to the day when we will see you again and hear that one of a kind laugh from one of a kind you. Love you, my cousin. Phyll