Remembering Charles
Probably my earliest memory of Charles was going to feed cow(s) out west of town on the very piece of ground our house now occupies. I remember him gently leading me by the hand along the path and pointing out things of interest along the way. Through the years, I remember times that he might share a story, very often with some wry humor and a bit of laughter mixed in. He was such a gentle spirit, and it's a comfort to know the Lord now gently leads him by the hand. We'll all miss him.
Posted by Tim Crass
Thursday December 8, 2016 at 6:42 pm