Time, as Saint Augustine says, rushes forward from the past, which no longer exists, into the present, which has no duration, and into the future, that does not yet exist. A life full of love for mankind is silenced. Charlie, we will never, ever forget the friendship forged over sixty years ago when Buffalo was a great old city and you, Charlie Sciandra were a great young man. We love you and Doris, and all of your brood. We will miss you, your smile, your love, your presence. Shirley and I will pray for you always until it's time to meet again in the ether of eternity. Joe and Shirley Giambra