I remember all the times that Charlie visited in our home. He never came or went without giving me a hug and a kiss. He called me "mom" and that was fine with me. There was something about him that just touched my heart.
Charlie was truly a multi-facted personality. He could try the patience of a saint with his love of arguing "just for the sake of arguing" and then make you laugh with his quick wit and ready smile.
I will always remember the way that Charlie used to come up behind me in the grocery store (or wherever he would see me) when I didn't know that he was there and give me a hug and a kiss. He would laugh because he surprised me. But it got so that I wasn't even startled and would just know that it was him.
When he told me that he was going to join the Army, I tried to talk him out of his decision. I wanted to make sure that he had really thought hard about the path that he was choosing. For every reason or argument that I came up with to try to dissuade him, he had a counter reason or argument. Ultimately he convinced me that he had made his decision with his eyes open and was determined to go forward no matter what.
Charlie had determination and the courage of his convictions. He was not easily shaken in his beliefs. I'm proud of him for that.
I will miss him and always remember him with love.