Mark, when we first started the whole farm project we had a neighbor named Paul Ray. He was an alcoholic, and generally worthless. But, he helped us more than words can describe. He knew everybody, and exactly who to contact for help we needed it. Any time he was brought up, people said, "that's just Paul Ray".
I really miss him, and am still sad that alcohol took his life, and kept him from ever being more than he was capable of being. He meant so much more to us than he ever knew.
Sorry about Charlie.
