Charlie was there for me when I was really just a next door neighbor who he didn’t know very well. He took care of my home while I was away in Iraq. He didn’t have to do that and when I returned home, he and I became friends that would drink beers together on the front porch from time to time. Whenever I needed help, Charlie was there. I will be eternally grateful for that and will miss my friend. Brigette and the rest of Charlie’s family will be in my thoughts and prayers.