I spent 27 years in the Army and was in many units including the Armed Forces Radio and Television Service at various locations around the world. Those AFRTS networks had small affiliate stations networked together and I was fortunate to command networks in Korea and Germany before I retired. Those stations remind me of our three here at Vidalia Communications Corporation because the small staffs worked hard to accomplish the mission. The secret to their success was the men and women who passionately loved their jobs, who supported each other, and who developed friendships in the course of their daily lives at those far-flung radio and TV studios. I still remember those folks, even though many of us only worked together two to three years at a time. The difference here in Vidalia is that our staff has been stable, for the most part, since I arrived in 1993. Chuck joined us in 1996 and became a mainstay we depended on from the start. Because of the nature of the constant moves in a military career, this is the longest my wife, Anne, and I have lived anywhere during our nearly 48 years of marriage. I say all of this because I had the privilege of working with Chuck for 13 years. That’s a long time. It also gives you time to really get to know someone. This is what I know about Chuck. He loved his children and went to any lengths to do all he could to take care of them. That included setting high standards for them along with high expectations. He would often tell me how they were doing in school, their extracurricular activities, and how fast they were growing up. He was proud. Chuck manned up. Like all of us, life for Chuck didn’t always work out the way he would have wanted. But, he realized it was his responsibility to work through it. I deeply respected his determination to make lemonade out of lemons and that wonderful spirit which made everyone around him feel better. Chuck made no excuses nor did he blame anyone else. Chuck made other people feel better. He’d always shake my hand when I first saw him in the mornings. He’d always stick his head in my office door on the way out and say, “Anything else I can do?” His attitude was so positive, even when his health or life’s circumstances gave him every reason to be otherwise. Chuck was a pro. He knew his job. He accepted and sought responsibility. He was a pleasure to work with. He loved his listeners. Most importantly, Chuck was a friend. That’s the Chuck I’ll always respect and remember.