Charles Bryan “Charlie” Harris

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Charles Bryan “Charlie” Harris

Birth
Wayne County, Illinois, USA
Death
20 Jun 1988 (aged 91)
Elkhart, Morton County, Kansas, USA
Burial
Elkhart, Morton County, Kansas, USA Add to Map
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I met Uncle Charlie about 1984. He was a frail, good looking gentleman with elegant white hair. His eyesight was failing, his presence commanding and his voice captivating. He was the kind of guy you wanted to listen to, if only he would talk a little more. I met him at the community center in Elkhart. With me were my wife Von Ceil, Bea Riley and Bob Kohler and Evelyn Emberton. We had a nice visit until Charlie went home with Bea to her place north of Wilberton. I saw him several more times in the next few years. About a year before he died I was back there (Elkhart) and he and I were driving, I taking him to town. I always enjoyed our little talks, mostly of no consequence. He knew me by then and I think I had his confidence.

It's a bit of a drive from Bea's into town and if memory serves, we drove along the river, west, to the Elkhart - Richfield hiway. Along the road Charlie spoke up, clearly. Jimmy, he said, some day I'm going to ask you to take me for a drive through the county and I will ask you to drop me off at a certain place. There, you cut me loose and drive on home.

I said in some shock; Charlie, how will I know you will be ok, he being about 90 with poor eyesight. Never you mind, Jimmy, you just cut me loose, I'll be fine.

I never had to tell Charlie that I could not possibly do as he asked as death came the following year taking him to another, farther place and dropping him off.

I learned later what he had planned, from his friends. I will never say, as that is what confidence implies. I'm happy to recall this little story as my memento of Uncle Charlie. I wish I had more to offer. I enjoyed his company and his friendship.
I met Uncle Charlie about 1984. He was a frail, good looking gentleman with elegant white hair. His eyesight was failing, his presence commanding and his voice captivating. He was the kind of guy you wanted to listen to, if only he would talk a little more. I met him at the community center in Elkhart. With me were my wife Von Ceil, Bea Riley and Bob Kohler and Evelyn Emberton. We had a nice visit until Charlie went home with Bea to her place north of Wilberton. I saw him several more times in the next few years. About a year before he died I was back there (Elkhart) and he and I were driving, I taking him to town. I always enjoyed our little talks, mostly of no consequence. He knew me by then and I think I had his confidence.

It's a bit of a drive from Bea's into town and if memory serves, we drove along the river, west, to the Elkhart - Richfield hiway. Along the road Charlie spoke up, clearly. Jimmy, he said, some day I'm going to ask you to take me for a drive through the county and I will ask you to drop me off at a certain place. There, you cut me loose and drive on home.

I said in some shock; Charlie, how will I know you will be ok, he being about 90 with poor eyesight. Never you mind, Jimmy, you just cut me loose, I'll be fine.

I never had to tell Charlie that I could not possibly do as he asked as death came the following year taking him to another, farther place and dropping him off.

I learned later what he had planned, from his friends. I will never say, as that is what confidence implies. I'm happy to recall this little story as my memento of Uncle Charlie. I wish I had more to offer. I enjoyed his company and his friendship.

Bio by: billcarr