Monday, February 17, 2020
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When my father died I was 10 years old. Charlie asked my mother if I could work on the farm that summer, she agreed knowing I needed some male guidance. Charlie, along with his son Chris picked me up in the neighborhood at dawn and we bailed hay until dusk. He taught me hard work, took me to Northwestern Bank and helped me open a savings account, and told me to put an offering in the plate on Sunday, and the rest was mind to buy a Coke and nabs. He invited me to camp with his family and checked up on me throughout my high school years. In college I would stop buy which was during the 70’s gas shortage and he made sure I had gas to travel. I even introduced him to my son, Brad Jr and told him how important Charlie was to me. God bless you Charlie and thank you for the direction you gave me. My prayers for Tena, Chris and children.
