My best friend Charlie died last month on October 21, 2012. I still can’t believe he’s gone. We’d been friends for 25 years. Charlie was a good man with a loving wife (Winifred), daughter (Leah), grandson (Max), and two cats (Mochi & Pele). He loved them all dearly, and they loved him. Charlie also loved jazz, books, Shakespeare, baseball, lefty politics, and justice for everyone (except umpires).
Back in 1987, Charlie and I went to the first of our many Giants’ games. There were so many great memories, at both Candlestick and the new ballpark. Our last ballgame was June 27, 2012 (watching the Giants sweep the Dodgers!) I never dreamed that sunny day would be our last baseball game together.
There is an emptiness in my life now. I miss Charlie. I think about him everyday. I am grateful for the many great times we shared and for all the wisdom, knowledge, and sound advice he generously gave to me over the years.
Carlos, adios su amigo! Juan
Charles L. Roderman