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Chuck and I were in H-1, so I got to know him pretty well. He was a quiet and gentle sort of guy and yet he took up fencing. You would never suspect him of being a jock but he was in great shape. He was also the type of guy who would do anything for a friend, of which he had many. Be at peace, old buddy. Russ Parsons April 18, 2004) Chuck and I were roommates during plebe year. He was a good friend, and like Russ Parsons said above, it was hard to believe he was such a Jock, when he took up fencing. He was "a better man than I" with all his efforts, and did very well with it. However, the thing I will never forget, he was always quitting smoking. He would quit in the morning, telling me he had had enough, he had thrown all his cigarettes away, and he was through with smoking. Then, about 9:30 PM,. you would see him rummaging through the drawers in his desk, obviously looking for something he had lost. I would ask him, "Chuck, what are you looking for?" to which he would reply, "I recall seeing a cigarette in this drawer, and I thought I'd find it, I really need a cigarette." Such were his efforts to quit, I don't recall if he every really succeeded. He was a great friend, and a great roommate. Be thou at Peace, Chuck, and thanks for all the happy memories. Bill Harris April 19, 2004) |