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It's hard to pick a single memory to share from such an amazing man. Between cackling at novice boaters, a casual drink after work, and sharing a love of fixing things. The memory I think I've shared the most was when Charlie noticed the marina was going through too many air horns. His solution was get an rechargable electric horn. But not just one the size of a regular air horn, no that would never suffice, we need a train horn. But those hand held train horns go for a fortune online and why spend the money if we can just build one. Next week or so Charlie walks into work and sets in front of me a de-walt drill and a box containing a train horn modification for a car and said, "Hey Joe, youre a marine engineer, think we could get this to work?". I laughed, he laughed and then he got serious with that sly grin and over shoulder look he had when he got excited. We spent a few hours working through concepts together before finally piecing it all together. That horn-drill may be held together by packing foam, electrical tape, a few self tapping screws and sheer hope, but now the whole east coast knows that Fernandina Harbor is a no wake zone dangit! Charlie rarely missed an opportunity to use it and the joy seeing that project through is only dwarfed by the joy he brought to the lives he touched. I am truly fortunate to have spent the time I did with Charlie. But more so I am blessed to have been able to call him a friend. Fair winds and following sky's Mr. Marks. *salute*

Wow… what a larger-than-life man. My favorite memory of him goes back to when we were all volunteering at NAHI. I remember expecting him to act like the typical “big wig”—serious, formal, all business. Instead, he strolls out wearing that bright red RARA lanyard and says, “Alright crew, this year is going to be a little different.” And it was. He had a way of bringing fun into absolutely everything. But the moment that stands out most was the year we got the new tug bots. If you’ve never seen one, they’re basically remote-control robots that act like tugs for aircraft. And there he was—our very official-looking leader—racing this tug bot around like a kid who just unwrapped the coolest toy on Christmas morning. The grin on his face was enormous, pure joy. I can still picture it perfectly. Every time I hear that saying, “The only difference between the men and the boys is the size of their feet and the price of their toys,” I think of Charlie and that moment. The way he was always so down-to-earth and kind was astonishing when you look at all of his accomplishments. He truly was larger than life. I will always miss him, but I will never, ever forget him. Rest easy Charlie! Until we meet again

A few memories come to mind. Every time I called the shop, he answered the phone so jolly. He ttok pictures at our wedding and later gave me a fisch with all the photos on it. He was not our photographer, but a guest and friend. His dedication to Anna was in everything he ever did for her, without fail, if she asked, he would do it. His passion for airplanes was something to behold!! He will be missed and thought of fondly.

I met Charlie on a few occasions. He was always cheerful, conversational and easy to be around. But what I know is how much love and respect Anna had for Charlie. They are what a marriage should be, complete with laughs, support for one another, and real partnership. I know Charlie will be missed. HUGS to you Anna and to the rest of Charlies family. Rest in peace

Charlie never met a stranger. He was one of the kindest people that I have met. He was fun and had so many interesting stories. Rest in peace dear Charlie.

I just loved Charlie….his spirit, his infectious smile, his generous spirit…he will be very missed here on earth, but I’m certain that heaven welcomed him with open arms!