Wednesday, January 8, 2025
I met Charles decades ago through work. While our paths went different ways, we managed to stay connected and built a friendship that involved many beers, a Bob Dylan concert, some soccer games, and several top 10 lists. He often shared stories about his travel adventures from back in the day with his close friends from the Island. Sleeping by the border, drinks at the White Swan pub in London, and travelling on an obscene amount of money each day. One of the best times of his life. Charles and I shared a birthday. While he would never want to celebrate his birthday, he did where the purple Habs hat I had given him for many years. Maybe too many, but that was Charles and his sentimental heart. Rest peacefully my friend. Happy heavenly birthday, love you. Kate