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  1. I'm Charlie's neice Trissa (Joe's daughter), I will be going out to California in June and this will be the first time EVER that I won't be able to see my amazing Uncle! I miss you terribly!!!

  2. Hi, my name is michael O'Toole and i too have played and let charlie live with me and my 3 kids in the tri valley area charlie played my band first impression with les browning and geoff lloyd at the sparrow lounge in dublin and also for many years he taught me all the fine points to be a drummer and i thank him for all the memories back at the mountian house biker bar which me and les browning put on the map also where judy and les got married god rest her soul died of breast cancer i have known charlie for many years and he lived with me and my family off and on for a few and i am shocked to hear of his passing as we are the same age his sister katie is i concider a friend as well i don't know why i have not been mentioned except for the fact i have not seen charlie for 20yrs but if anyone remembers me please contact me at where is geoff lloyd and les browning maybe i just wasen't very memorable to be mentioned

  3. Hi! this is Stan Huck. Charlie was a true Brother to the end. The first time I met him was when I was trying to show are mutual friend Virgina a song that I wrote and I was hoping that she would pull her harp out for a little jam. Virgina said that what I was playing was not a song. Well even though I am half deaf, I know my math and instead of moving on to another song we started to argue about it. Charlie had just showed up in the middle of it and Virgina had a short lived smile (the smurk you get before you hear see I told you so) on her face as she introduced us. She said I will prove to you that is not a song. Meet my friend charlie he is a professional musician and he will tell you thats not a song. Charlie grabbed another guitar and asked me to play. when I started he jumped right on in and took that song to another level, to where I got lost into the groove. It put me into a trance like high and, when the fog started to clear I looked over at virgina she was all into it and no one could mistake it that the big smile on my face was from pure pleasure, not for spite but pure pleasure from the music. I have been legally deaf all my life but I always have had a love for music. Charlie saw this and he welcomed me to jam with him any time. I have a foster mother who was inducted into the musical Hall of Fame because most of her students became renouned teachers themselves. She told me to forget trying to play, because I was too tone deaf. Well hell Ma! I am deaf! I dont know if it made her mad when my oldest sister who also teaches music called her up and told her that she should hear stan play and that we were having a good time. Thanks to frankie who showed me some things charlie taught him and charlie who's creativity that was in everything he did.
    We became good friends until I and Frankie Shinn had a fall out because a bitch melody didnt like the way I dumped her. Needless to say I showed up at charlie and Lynns house and melody was there telling him that I had fucked Frankie over bad. Charlie told me that was fucked up for what I did to Frankie and that I should leave. I would have done the same in his position because I dont like brothers that fuck over other brothers either. A week later I was over at Katies and Charlie showed up and we went for a walk around the block and he said he found out what really happened and I told him I was more than ok with what he did because thats what being real is all about. If you know charlie you can Imagine him spitting in his hand and sticking it out for me to shake as he is saying real brothers for life if you want it and the smile on his face when I worked up the biggest greenish lewgy I could to spit on mine, to shake that hand.
    You know thats its a good brother that in the heat of the moment at 1:30 am in the rain on a motor cycle with a big ass samuri sword strapped to his back down town Livermore and charlie is pissed and out looking for dennis, katties boy friend and he sees me getting gas, that he pulled up to say hi brother when did you get back into town? and all I had to say is park, we'll take my car. I am glad we never found dennis!
    In the end, my wife had passed away and charlie knew how much that fucked me up and he said that he was going to call me every or every other day to check and that I should pick up and just say hi and hang up until I wanted to talk. He did this religiously, true to his word. He helped me work things out within myself and probably saved everyone else at the same time.
    He and I made plans that I should get out and come visit him in P-Town. I was almost there when I got a call from Pat and Judi they said that I had to go to their place first before I stoped at charlies because it was important. When I got there they told me the news. I was glad that it was Pat and Judi that had told me and how they did it.
    Charlie and I did a lot of crazy things and had a lot good times and thats all that needs to be said about that but, True to his word he was a real Brother for life.


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