Of course I miss my son. But another part I miss is that the world lost someone so talented–before we ever really got to see the full breadth of what he had to offer.
He had such gift, so much left to create.
He could freestyle rap like no other human being. The words came to him so quickly and so eloquently.
I once saw him type out a verse. He mostly wrote by hand but it was a rare moment when he typed something out–he didn’t know I was nearby. He wrote in a stream of consciousness way. No … Read more...
If there was one consistent theme about Charles, it was that he always reached out. He reached out to kids who were not always visible to others and to ones who were highly visible as well.
He put himself at risk socially doing this. But unlike other kids his age, he didn’t care.
He’d put himself on the line and stand up for other kids who had no friends at all or had tons of friends. Kids that felt isolated or depressed or were having a hard time with something in their lives. Kids that were unusual, unpopular, different. Kids … Read more...