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RIP Chuck Bryan

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Very sad news I found out today.

Sincere condolences to his family and friends.

He was a quality guy, and will be sorely missed by many of us. crying.gif

 

CHARLES R. BRYAN "CHUCK" Jr.

 

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CHARLES R. JR. "CHUCK", on August 4, 2009, of Oreland. Beloved husband of Mary Beth (nee McNamara). Loving father of Jennifer E. Carey (Michael), Robert W., and Rose K. Devoted grandfather of Michael, Joseph, Colleen, and Bryan. Brother of Joan Logan, Alice Goetz, Michael, Thomas, Eugene, and Barbara Tucker. A Funeral Mass will be held Saturday 10 A.M. at St. Genevieve Church 1225 Bethlehem Pike, Flourtown PA 19031. Relatives and friends are invited to his Viewing after 8:30 A.M. at the Church. Int. private. In lieu of flowers, contributions may be sent to the if (!aa) var aa = { iframes : new Array(), pageNum : Math.round(Math.random() * 10000000000), random : function() { return Math.round(Math.random() * 10000000000); }, refresh : function(iframeId) { if (typeof(iframeId) != 'undefined') { var iframe = document.getElementById(iframeId); if (iframe) iframe.src = iframe.src.replace(/acc_random=[0-9]+/, 'acc_random=' + this.random()); } else { for (var i in this.iframes) this.refresh(this.iframes); } }};//no AJAX refresh for inline adsaa.adServer = 'http://media.legacy.com';aa.target = ''+ '/prod=' + escape('1')+ '/site=' + escape('Legacy')+ '/area=' + escape('Philly.0')+ '/zone=' + escape('lifestory')+ '/aamsz=' + escape('CLIO')+ '/position=' + escape('1')+ '/ccid=' + escape('267')+ '/aamgnrc1=' + escape('American Cancer Society')+ '/relocate=' + escape('https://www.cancer.org/docroot/DON/DON_1_Donate_Online_Now_Auto_Custom.asp?don_promo= Legacy&dn=mem&fn=CHARLES&ln=BRYAN');aa.src = aa.adServer + '/jserver/acc_random=' + aa.random() + '/pageid=' + aa.pageNum + aa.target;document.write("");document.write("");do cument.write('' + unescape('American%20Cancer%20Society') + '');American Cancer Society 1626 Locust St., Phila. PA 19103.

JOHN F. MURRAY FH, Flourtown

 

 

Published in Philadelphia Inquirer & Philadelphia Daily News on August 6, 2009

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Oh, I am so sad to hear this. I only met Chuck a few times, but it felt like we were good friends. I spent many hours chatting with him at the Ditch Fling the last couple of years. Despite our age difference and our location distance, we had much in common, and I enjoyed talking with him immensely.

 

I will sorely miss you Chuck....frown.gif

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RIP Chuck



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Peace


I find my peace out on the sand

Beside the sea- not beyond or behind

But on the edge, on the border of foam and grit

Where sandfleas scatter among the crashing froth

And the plovers scurry along in front of each dying wave

Probing after some unseen morsel.


I find my peace in the damp salt air

Blowing in from the tropics or the Stream

Carrying aromas of fish and marsh and memory.

Days long past return as just yesterday,

Recollections triggered by a wafting scent,

Only to dissipate with the changing breeze.


I find my peace in the red-orange sun

Rising from the watery abyss once again as before,

Throwing warmth and brilliance against morning clouds

An endless fantasy fueled by fire-

The phoenix rising again to fly across the sky

And plunge back into the depths.


I find my peace casting among the breakers

With the same hopes of those who fished before me:

The limitless optimism and simple faith

That some morsel of bait or metal trinket

Will bring the surging run of a bull redfish

Or the glimmer of a seatrout in the wash.


I find my peace in thoughts of days gone by

Time spent with friends I may never see again

Images fill my mind on the flood tide,

And with the rising sun, and on the evening breeze

Scenes that can never, will never be repeated

But each time there is one less memory.


Someday the sun will rise, the breeze will blow,

The plovers will run along the tideline,

And I will be just a memory on the breeze.

Perhaps some passing fisherman will see my face

Briefly in the foam, before it scatters on a new wave,

And find his peace out on the sand.***


(*** borrowed from a friend )

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Chuck of the long cast, we had planned to meet, we will, this I know. The Outer Banks will miss you and remember all that you have done to make it great.

 

Prayers for the family.

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