Charles H. Edwards

As a little girl I remember my cousin, who I called Uncle Charlie, with very warm memories. I always loved to go to Uncle Charles’s home. While sitting on his front porch with my cousins, Uncle Charlie would play and tease us until tears came down my face from laughing. I will always remember Uncle Charlie’s wonderful smile, sense of humor, compassion and generous heart.

My loving thoughts and prayers are with all of you in your time of grief. May your memories bring you...

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

I have very fond memories of "Charlie" from our days at Penn State Hershey Medical Center. Please accept my sympathy for your loss. What a long, rich, full life.