I will always remember Chuck with great drama and fun. Being around him was always a treat and what dancer!. I had briefly moved back to Casper, a single mother. His family took me in and were so good to me. I was included in many parties and meals at his house. Our last day together was spend on the lake, with his family. We were running later than he wanted to and he was speeding. His wife complained that he was going to get ticket and before she stopped speaking, the siren blared. Sure nuff... a ticket! He wanted to introduce me to a guy he had befriended at the lake who was very cute and owned a very fast boat. I later learned that he was a part owner of the Happy Hocker Pawn Shop. When he came to my house for dinner the first (and last) time, he came armed! He said that the pawn business was very dangerous. I told Chuck and we agreed, I really didn't need to follow up on that. Chuck didn't introduce me to anyone else! I'm so glad I have pictures of our day on the lake and will remember those days with love.
Chuck was a good husband, father, and friend. When I moved back to Wyoming for a short time in the late 70's, Chuck, his wife Janae, and his family wrapped my son, Keith, and I into their family activities and warmth. Additionally, Chuck gave me a job when I could not find another. He and my mother became great bridge partners and friends, and he always included her in his family's holidays and celebrations, even after I moved back to Colorado and when I couldn't be with her. She was never left out of Christmas, Thanksgiving, Mother's Day or any other get together. Rest in peace, friend.
I have such fond memories of Chuck Smith. He was the leader of a group of kids, including yours truly, who hung out together in Mr. Welsh's theater class.
This group would often sneak out together, and invariably end up at Chuck's house. His mom was so sweet, and always allowed us to raid the refridgerator.
Chuck was a great dancer. Our favorite dancing song was "Try to Remember" from the Broadway play, "The Fantastics" (which I believe starred Judy Bussey Atnip in the Casper College production). We used to sing the song together as we danced (always the dramatics ). The last stanza of the song is especially bittersweet now that Chuck is no longer with us.
"Deep in December it's nice to remember
Although we know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Without a hurt, the heart is hollow...
Deep in December our hearts should remember
And follow..."
Rest in peace, dear friend. Some day I'll follow you to the other side, and we'll dance and sing together once more.
Jan Webster
I will always remember Chuck with great drama and fun. Being around him was always a treat and what dancer!. I had briefly moved back to Casper, a single mother. His family took me in and were so good to me. I was included in many parties and meals at his house. Our last day together was spend on the lake, with his family. We were running later than he wanted to and he was speeding. His wife complained that he was going to get ticket and before she stopped speaking, the siren blared. Sure nuff... a ticket! He wanted to introduce me to a guy he had befriended at the lake who was very cute and owned a very fast boat. I later learned that he was a part owner of the Happy Hocker Pawn Shop. When he came to my house for dinner the first (and last) time, he came armed! He said that the pawn business was very dangerous. I told Chuck and we agreed, I really didn't need to follow up on that. Chuck didn't introduce me to anyone else! I'm so glad I have pictures of our day on the lake and will remember those days with love.
Elizabeth Johanna Partridge (Telgenhoff)
Chuck was a good husband, father, and friend. When I moved back to Wyoming for a short time in the late 70's, Chuck, his wife Janae, and his family wrapped my son, Keith, and I into their family activities and warmth. Additionally, Chuck gave me a job when I could not find another. He and my mother became great bridge partners and friends, and he always included her in his family's holidays and celebrations, even after I moved back to Colorado and when I couldn't be with her. She was never left out of Christmas, Thanksgiving, Mother's Day or any other get together. Rest in peace, friend.
Lucinda Downie (Lamont)
I have such fond memories of Chuck Smith. He was the leader of a group of kids, including yours truly, who hung out together in Mr. Welsh's theater class.
This group would often sneak out together, and invariably end up at Chuck's house. His mom was so sweet, and always allowed us to raid the refridgerator.
Chuck was a great dancer. Our favorite dancing song was "Try to Remember" from the Broadway play, "The Fantastics" (which I believe starred Judy Bussey Atnip in the Casper College production). We used to sing the song together as we danced (always the dramatics
). The last stanza of the song is especially bittersweet now that Chuck is no longer with us.
"Deep in December it's nice to remember
Although we know the snow will follow
Deep in December it's nice to remember
Without a hurt, the heart is hollow...
Deep in December our hearts should remember
And follow..."
Rest in peace, dear friend. Some day I'll follow you to the other side, and we'll dance and sing together once more.