We were kindred spirits - Chicago Bears fans. During fall semester, I enjoyed rarely having class on Mondays, whether because of celebration of a win or for mourning a loss. I loved, loved his Abnormal Psych class! I appreciated that you could tell in his eyes how much and how quickly he was thinking, but you still knew you had his undivided attention. Now that I am an adult, working at an inner city high school, I have come to enjoy his books and am evermore impressed at how he managed all of his responsibilities, while maintaining gratitude, a topic on which he truly was an expert. I met some of my best and longest lasting friends in his classes! And finally, I was on campus, unannounced in advance, a couple of summers ago and ran into him in the Student Center. 15 years after I graduated, he still knew my name. RIP, Fr. Charlie. I hope that you already knew your impact on so many of us.