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"Charlie" as he was known to all who knew and loved him, was a warm, kind and loving man. He could always make you smile and laugh. He was the type of man who would literally give you the shirt off his back. Always putting others before himself, even to the end. He is loved and missed by so many people. But none as much as the love of his life, Alice Patterson.
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep,
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark.
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place,
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face,
When I have crost the bar.
(Alfred, Lord Tennyson)