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Charlie Campbell Tribute

  It has been a whirlwind few weeks. One  father's friends from high school passed away earlier and we made an expected trip down to Murrells Inlet for the celebration of life. They have kept in touch over the years. Charlie moved around a lot during his eighty plus year his roots remained n Allendale, NJ! He and his wife Bev were a fixture a t DeeDee and Anth ony's Fourth of July Parties. I   know their kids,John and Annie.Charlie also had to sons from a previous marriage and it was recently discovered he has another daughter. Charlie was the CEO of several companies, like Floor Shine shoes and Munsingwear, a golf clothing company.  The family moved around a lot from  Allendale,NJ to  Connecticut to Minnesota before finally  settling in Murrells Inlet SC, founding the Dead Dog Saloon, a fixture on the Murrells Inlet Marshwalk, he later built the Claw House next door. Ironically Charlie and Bev brought a second house in Cape May which meant I spen...

Picture this scene

 Picture this scene. Your high school crush, who you took to the prom picks you up for your birthday dinner. EXCEPT it's the night before you birthday. She asks you what restuarant you wamnt because after all IT'S the night before your birthday! You   pick a restuarant. You arrive at the restuarant order sodas (after al you're17 turning 18 in less than six hours) and then the meal. Meals arrive and you realize you forget to ask the waiter to cut your meal since you can't cut it yourself. Your date digs in, after all she has something to do after she drops you of. You just stare at your meal. Finally she asks you, "What's wrong??"  You sheepishly tell her  you can't cut you meal. She grabs the plate cuts up your food in the most casual way and sets it down it front of y ou and you dig it.

After a wonderful dinner your date annouces she needs cigarettes and you know a place. You go to the corner store where the owner treats you like a son because you go there literally every other day. You get a root beer while your date asks thoe store owner for a pack of smokes. The store owner reluctantly grabs the smokes from behind the counter and says out loud " None for him!". Y ou pay for your root beer  and your date pays for her smokes.

You date drops you off at home, a. house usually filled with chaos, eerily quiet. Nobody's home except your dad sleeping on the couch. You carefully take your root beer up to your room, flip on the computer and start typing..............and never stop

Picture this scene


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