September 13, 1935; eighty years ago. How things must have been different than they are now. No internet, no mobile phones, in fact the wired phone was still getting started. In between War World 1 and War World 2. Gas was 10 cents a gallon, unemployment was around 20%, bread was 8 cents a loaf, the Hoover Dam was completed. Many of other great accomplishments happened that year. One common event also happened that year. I guess by now it has happened more than 10 billion times. But the one time it happened in 1935 was special to me although I am positive it was special to many of people. That was the year that one Charles Leo Marcellino was born. As I stated above he would have been 80 years old today. I only knew Charlie for 12 years, but they were some of the most fun years I had.
Yesterday on the way home from my oldest son's football game, my phone reminded me that it was his birthday today, although I already knew it. The timing made me start thinking how much Charlie would have loved to see DP play football. I was only able to laugh at the thought. He sure loved life and he loved kids; all kids and I was lucky enough to live near him when mine were born. They were fortunate to get to enjoy his love for kids.
As the preacher stated Charlie "Doubled down of life". He was one of my Five and I miss him. I will close this by saying I miss you Charlie and "Growing old is not for sissies". I do miss his sayings and his stories.
Yesterday on the way home from my oldest son's football game, my phone reminded me that it was his birthday today, although I already knew it. The timing made me start thinking how much Charlie would have loved to see DP play football. I was only able to laugh at the thought. He sure loved life and he loved kids; all kids and I was lucky enough to live near him when mine were born. They were fortunate to get to enjoy his love for kids.
As the preacher stated Charlie "Doubled down of life". He was one of my Five and I miss him. I will close this by saying I miss you Charlie and "Growing old is not for sissies". I do miss his sayings and his stories.