Charles T. Sweeny

Charlie and I met during morning walks at the Plaza more than a dozen years ago. I will miss his jokes, his stories and reminiscences--even those impossible trivia questions he'd pose. He was a remarkable gentleman and a good friend.

As a former coach at Quincy Junior College, as an employee of the Quincy Receation Department and now as a candidate for School Committee, Mr. Sweeney"s path and mine have crossed many times over the years. His influence in all three areas has been very positive. He has served this great city with honor !

As a student and then as a teacher at Quincy College, I have always been impressed by Charles Sweeney's generosity and goodwill toward the College. He was unique in his support from the beginning to the day he died. I know Quincy College will miss his presence.

I have known Charlie since I was a wee bairn, and had the pleasure of being a member with him in the Dundee Ski Club. He was very kind to my mother, and I will never forget that. And his poems were truly special! The world has definitely lost a very unique individual and I can only hope I'll meet up with him on the great "Tuckerman's Ravine in the Sky" someday.

I've known Charlie Sweeny since 1946 when I started working at the Veterans Administration, 17 Court St., Boston, MA and found him to be a very loyal member of the Administration. He was 100% for the veteran. Since his retirement we have walked our daily 3 miles at the South Shore Plaza until his recent illnes. Charlie and I often talked about the difference between friends and acquaintances and and we both agreed that one has very few friends and many acquaintances. I considered Charlie as...

Charlie began as a customer of mine and became a friend, teacher and grandfather figure. His presence was strong and his stories epic. Charlie told me that when he was graduating College with an English degree, he asked his professor how he would make a living with his degree. His teacher told him that studying English did not teach you how to make a living but how to live. These words and his stories will stay with me forever. My condolences to his family as I am thinking of them during this...