No one had a worse diet than Charles. He was not raised that way and I refused to buy it. Charles would find it at someone else’s house.
His favorite was candy, of course. But chips and anything that was processed was a-OK. Donuts, Doritos, Cheetos, Funyuns, Chex Mix etc. He even wrote a song about snax. It’s pretty funny. Oh how I worried his diet would cause health problems later. Since he died by suicide it seems so trivial now to have worried about junk food. But that’s what moms do.