Chuck was an exceptional individual and athlete. A real gentleman with a "million dollar" smile and personality. Unfortunately, we didn't cross paths very often after high school. I was greatly saddened by his passing.
Nothing but warm memories about this genuine and good man........
I always admired Chuck Warren. An interesting coincidence was that he was hired by the Middletown City School District where I had taught for ten years and where my husband John taught languages at Monroe High School. So Chuck and John met and they had at least one thing in common--they both knew the Russian language. Chuck could speak it fluently, I believe--something he excelled in in the military, I believe (may be wrong about that). My husband was thrilled to be able to talk with another in that language. And guess what? John came to admire Chuck, too, for his many other fine qualities. John was dismayed when he heard of Chuck's death. After John had met Chuck, I was no longer teaching at Middletown, but I always prayed Chuck would not reveal any secrets from high school he may have known about me to John--unless they were flattering, of course! I am so sorry that we never got together.
Chuck was a unique person...his smile was infectious...and his soft voice hypnotic...well utilized in his high school days as a singer in the reknown Oxford singing group The Neutrals, who entertained the Talawanda football team and other sports teams on bus rides back from games (usually wins in those days); yes, most of the limericks-songs had "naughty" content, absolutely appropriate for young Southern Ohio males of the time.
Chuck, a Russian major at Miami (later to go into intelligence work with the government before becoming a guidance counselor), had a "love-hate-respect" relationship with his Russian professor and mentor Andre de Saint Rat...who became my father-in-law in 1970 (beginning my "love-hate-respect" relationship with Andre); Chuck and his Afro were part of our small wedding celebration when I married Elisabeth de Saint Rat in February of 1970...and I saw Chuck and D. Churchman in Oxford not too long before Chuck's passing, a very meaningful meeting.
Chuck always carried a fishing pole in his car so that he could stop at streams or ponds on the way home from work as a guidance counselor....using the private opportunities to reflect quietly and escape from the harsh personal/home realities that his students experienced...and which he carried with him....because he cared.
Keith Singleton (1965)
Chuck was an exceptional individual and athlete. A real gentleman with a "million dollar" smile and personality. Unfortunately, we didn't cross paths very often after high school. I was greatly saddened by his passing.
Nothing but warm memories about this genuine and good man........
Nancy Ray (Bain) (1964)
I always admired Chuck Warren. An interesting coincidence was that he was hired by the Middletown City School District where I had taught for ten years and where my husband John taught languages at Monroe High School. So Chuck and John met and they had at least one thing in common--they both knew the Russian language. Chuck could speak it fluently, I believe--something he excelled in in the military, I believe (may be wrong about that). My husband was thrilled to be able to talk with another in that language. And guess what? John came to admire Chuck, too, for his many other fine qualities. John was dismayed when he heard of Chuck's death. After John had met Chuck, I was no longer teaching at Middletown, but I always prayed Chuck would not reveal any secrets from high school he may have known about me to John--unless they were flattering, of course! I am so sorry that we never got together.
Jim Ramsey (1964)
Chuck was a unique person...his smile was infectious...and his soft voice hypnotic...well utilized in his high school days as a singer in the reknown Oxford singing group The Neutrals, who entertained the Talawanda football team and other sports teams on bus rides back from games (usually wins in those days); yes, most of the limericks-songs had "naughty" content, absolutely appropriate for young Southern Ohio males of the time.
Chuck, a Russian major at Miami (later to go into intelligence work with the government before becoming a guidance counselor), had a "love-hate-respect" relationship with his Russian professor and mentor Andre de Saint Rat...who became my father-in-law in 1970 (beginning my "love-hate-respect" relationship with Andre); Chuck and his Afro were part of our small wedding celebration when I married Elisabeth de Saint Rat in February of 1970...and I saw Chuck and D. Churchman in Oxford not too long before Chuck's passing, a very meaningful meeting.
Chuck always carried a fishing pole in his car so that he could stop at streams or ponds on the way home from work as a guidance counselor....using the private opportunities to reflect quietly and escape from the harsh personal/home realities that his students experienced...and which he carried with him....because he cared.
Pax Vobiscum, Chuck...
Jim Ramsey, an Honorary Brother