Charles Kanter Murray

I was not able to attend the service for Charles, having found out too late to arrange a flight to Cleveland. I had no idea he was that sick. He had left me a message earlier in the week about plans for the boat. I was planning to call him that weekend to discuss plans for fixing it and putting it in the water this summer. He sounded strong and optimistic on the phone. That was Charles, always positive. I was shocked and saddened to hear that he passed. He was such a good-hearted and...

I attended Charlie's joyful Mass of Resurrection this evening at St. Cecelia's Parish. What a wonderful tribute to a great man. I have had the privelege of knowing Charlie through the Diocese. He was a gentle man ... a just man. To his children...life takes so many different directions. . . we never understand our parents until it's too late. But, it's never too late ... they are always with us. Know we are all made of clay, but God molds us and shapes us if we let him. You have a...

Warm evening walking the neighborhood / Dinner perhaps, or just talking under the backyard tree. / Summer sailor's tanned face beneath a white beard / Gentle picture of friendship and honesty. / Hard to say goodbye, but only for the living / Peaceful now and finally free. JML