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Charles was a wonderful friend - constantly in character with a british cockney or irish brogue or playful snide remark at hand to entertain - himself and us. Charles attended my birthday dinner last year at Ru San's. Weeks later my friends implored, "Who was that strange little British guy at dinner?" I racked my brains trying to think if I currently knew *anyone* who was British when I finally realized they were referring to Charles. Laughing, I had to explain that Charles isn't actually English - but what a great compliment to him, especially considering he's from Rome, Georgia.

Charles was outgoing, talkative, brilliant, and generous. Over a year ago, when I was having money problems that landed me with a suspended driver's license, without any hesitancy he blurted, "You know, Danielle, if you ever need any money, please ask." I was floored and declined the offer, but was happy to know such a trusting and giving friend was in my presence. Charles' nature was to put others at ease, giggling and telling jokes, asking questions.

It should have been of no surprise that none of us knew that much about his background. When I got the call about Charles, it was dual purpose - to inform me of circumstances and to see if I knew anything about his family. I didn't, and neither did anyone else. Charles was so sympathetic and such a good listener that it was easy for one to forget that he wasn't saying much about himself. Of course he had opinions and stories and reflections and advice, but he kept certain things private, or at the least, not a matter of much attention.

To me, Charles in ways was very quaker - plain, plain-spoken (when he was being serious, that is), saw everyone as equals, honest, modest to a large degree. I will never forget his giggle. For the life of me, I can't think of his laugh, but the man had an amazingly infectious sincere as all get out giggle. He was again in attendance at my house for a birthday occasion in February, again giggling, cocktail in hand, amusing me and my friends. My camera, holds undeveloped pictures from that night, some of which, I pray, are of Charles.
I'll miss Charles, and I hope that, wherever he is, he's looking down on us, eyebrow cocked, giggling.


- Danielle Fuchs



Charles made a tremendous impression on me. Every time I met him, and whenever I received his emails, I was struck by his clear and lucid communication style. The flair he displayed will always be etched in my mind. He was always responsive in the most timely manner, and I will remember him for his thoroughness in all our correspondence. His visionary skills as well as his deep understanding of Technology and Security related matters will be sorely missed by all his colleagues in Coastal Administrative Services. He had a sense of "cool" around him that I will miss when I continue to visit Coastal...

- Ashok (Ash) Ganapathy



The thing I remember first about Charles is his amused expression, and his unique giggle. It's hard for me to imagine him in any other mood. Charles seemed more at home in his own skin than anyone I've ever known. He was always relaxed, grounded, accepting, and... amused. He was an observer, a thinker... always good for interesting conversation. But most of all, I think of him as someone who seemed to really enjoy life. Something about him suggested that he had it all figured out... or if not, that maybe it didn't matter, and he had decided to relax, take in the scenery, and enjoy the ride.

- Kim Manning



The thing I will always remember about Charles is that he instantly added style to any situation. A meal was not just a meal. A film was not just a film. A conversation was not just a conversation. He would always take whatever the occasion or pastime and bring it to that next level making it something special and unique.

He also had a way of making you feel that you were special and unique just being around him. No matter how I felt, he could instantly make me feel stylish and important just by smiling at me, hugging me, and calling me "darling" in one of his exotic accents that he always used. He would give me a look as if to say, "This is no ordinary life we are living. And we are not ordinary people living it."

My life is less stylish without Charles in it. But I think he would want all of his friends to remember that they are special and unique people. They were certainly special and unique to him, as he was to us.

- Cathy Alexander Poley



Charles, no matter what was going on in his life, always had time to
encourage me. He believed enough in my art to not only help me with ideas on
marketing, but to actually buy pieces. His dry, sarcastic humor and his
remarkable, down-to-earth philosophy of life constantly challenged and
encouraged me.

- Lisa Duncan



Charles was a dear friend, easy going and almost always in a good mood. I always enjoyed our conversations, which were never dull. I miss him very much.

- Ben Langberg

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