Charlie was my uncle. I only found this out a few years ago. My father’s little brother died at the age of six. He never talked about him and I don’t know how or why he passed away. It must have been too painful for my dad to talk about. I would have liked to know about him, but it’s too late now. Rest in peace, Charlie.
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