Charlie used to live across the street from us, and when he moved away a couple of years ago we really lost a gem in our neighborhood. He’s the kind of man you wish you knew more of—vibrant, kind, generous, funny, a storyteller.
When he came into town for his 80th birthday celebration, his daughter graciously invited us to the party. Who wouldn’t want to celebrate this guy?
Note: If the title of my page sounds vaguely familiar to you, it’s because I took a line from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone and changed it for my needs. Remember when Hagrid hunts down the Dursley family so he can give Harry a birthday cake and says: “It’s not every day yer young man turns 11 now, is it?”