Where do I begin. I don't know how it started....maybe our very different jobs regarding photography, maybe the similarities in his personality that I could see with my own father, but Chuck and I strangely became friends. I treated him as I did my father we argued, discussed, laughed, shared stories, joked, teased and battled, every time I would enter his room I knew I would never be bored, he made my days interesting and always made me think. I appreciated that. He will be missed. I am so sorry for your loss and I am thinking of you all with a heavy heart. Hugs Caroline (Prog)