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Charles Edward Hines
September 21, 1948 ~ June 21, 2015 (age 66) 66 Years Old Light a Candle
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Message from Greg and Linda Rucker
June 27, 2015 4:15 PM
Charlie,
We have known each other since I was 11. You have passed on far too early and the world would be a better place with you in it. We had many great adventures over the years with all our friends and you were always there for us and willing to lend a hand. All your friends are all profoundly sad to see you leave but you are in a better place and won't suffer any longer. I will look forward to seeing you again sometime with the whole gang and we can talk about the old days.
Best wishes old friend. God Bless.
We have known each other since I was 11. You have passed on far too early and the world would be a better place with you in it. We had many great adventures over the years with all our friends and you were always there for us and willing to lend a hand. All your friends are all profoundly sad to see you leave but you are in a better place and won't suffer any longer. I will look forward to seeing you again sometime with the whole gang and we can talk about the old days.
Best wishes old friend. God Bless.
A candle was lit by Greg and Linda Rucker
on June 27, 2015 4:03 PM
A candle was lit by Greg and Linda Rucker
on June 27, 2015 4:00 PM
A candle was lit by Sue Hewitt
on June 27, 2015 7:34 AM
Message from Sue Hewitt
June 27, 2015 7:33 AM
Thank you for being my friend and always being there to listen and give advice when needed. I have only known you for a few years , but it felt like a lifetime. I will miss our conversations and laughs. You will be greatly missed and will always hold a special place in my heart. R I P BUDDY
A candle was lit by Valerie Zandanel
on June 25, 2015 10:59 PM
Message from Valerie Zandanel
June 25, 2015 10:58 PM
R.I.P Charlie, you will be missed by many!
Message from Mike and Denise Lindsay
June 24, 2015 9:06 PM
I first met Charlie in grade school when he arrived on crutches as a new student. He soon became known as Crunchy Hines but could surprisingly run as fast as any of the other kids even with the crutches. Within a year he had conquered his “soft hip” problem and had thrown his crutches away.
A few years later, he joined my Cub Scout pack and then my Boy Scout troop. We experienced many years of camping and hiking together. On one campout at Camp To-Pe-Ne-Bee, we were playing one of our highly combative Steal the Flag games after dark in a pine forest. We were wrestling over the flag that someone had successfully stolen when suddenly Charlie said, “Nobody move. I have lost my knife!” Everyone immediately froze. The game was called and we did not find his knife until the next morning. Charlie took much kidding about that incident over the years.
One day in high school, I was at Charlie’s house on “E” Street in La Porte. It was an old Elizabethan house with an upstairs porch. It had just snowed a ton (as it often does in La Porte) and we saw a girl from our class walking on the opposite side of the street carrying her books in her arms in front of her. She had already passed Charlie’s house. For some reason (only known to a gawky high-schooler), I made a mighty heave of a well compressed snowball on a 45 degree trajectory in her general direction not thinking it would have any chance of hitting remotely in the area.
It exploded on her books, driving all of them into the snow and splattering slush onto her face and down the front of her coat. She spun around and we ducked into hiding in instant shame. She was an Honor Roll girl that we both liked. We both made a pact that we would never divulge where that snowball came from. To my knowledge, she does not know to this day.
Years later, Charlie and I graduated high school together. I still have the photo showing both of us in my backyard in white dress shirts and super skinny dark neckties, the uniform of the day. Both of us being 18 years of age, we were infatuated with our new power of being able to buy guns. Our first was a single shot western style handgun. Being poorly informed of the law, we thought that one could carry openly in Indiana without a license. For months we went to and from the KOP shooting range carrying our new “iron” in a cowboy style holster. We were the dudes! Luckily, none of the La Porte police saw us doing this or it would have likely altered my ability to become a police officer a few years later.
Finally figuring out that we were supposed to be licensed, we both scurried down to the police department and obtained our pistol permits. From there on, we both developed a love for guns that we held throughout our lives. I purchased my first big bore at age 18. It was a .357 magnum, Smith and Wesson, Highway Patrolman. I carried that weapon through most of my law enforcement career and still own that model.
Years later, Charlie was my Best Man at my wedding. My wife, Denise, later adopted him as her best friend as well. Over the years and over our many travels, we always made it a practice to have a meal with Charlie whenever we came back through La Porte. It was a tradition that lasted through the decades.
Charlie kept or lost his friends based on his honesty. Some just did not measure up. Others met him and immediately bonded in a relationship that, in many cases, lasted a half century or more. Many in our Boy Scout Troop 41 remain close friends and have kept in touch with him, and he with them.
I have noted that others have said that the world will be a lesser place without Charlie. They knew him well. We recently asked him to accompany us to a Boy Scout reunion in New Mexico. He declined, saying that he was dealing with some health problems. When we returned on Monday, we read in the paper that he had passed on Sunday, June 21, 2015.
A few years later, he joined my Cub Scout pack and then my Boy Scout troop. We experienced many years of camping and hiking together. On one campout at Camp To-Pe-Ne-Bee, we were playing one of our highly combative Steal the Flag games after dark in a pine forest. We were wrestling over the flag that someone had successfully stolen when suddenly Charlie said, “Nobody move. I have lost my knife!” Everyone immediately froze. The game was called and we did not find his knife until the next morning. Charlie took much kidding about that incident over the years.
One day in high school, I was at Charlie’s house on “E” Street in La Porte. It was an old Elizabethan house with an upstairs porch. It had just snowed a ton (as it often does in La Porte) and we saw a girl from our class walking on the opposite side of the street carrying her books in her arms in front of her. She had already passed Charlie’s house. For some reason (only known to a gawky high-schooler), I made a mighty heave of a well compressed snowball on a 45 degree trajectory in her general direction not thinking it would have any chance of hitting remotely in the area.
It exploded on her books, driving all of them into the snow and splattering slush onto her face and down the front of her coat. She spun around and we ducked into hiding in instant shame. She was an Honor Roll girl that we both liked. We both made a pact that we would never divulge where that snowball came from. To my knowledge, she does not know to this day.
Years later, Charlie and I graduated high school together. I still have the photo showing both of us in my backyard in white dress shirts and super skinny dark neckties, the uniform of the day. Both of us being 18 years of age, we were infatuated with our new power of being able to buy guns. Our first was a single shot western style handgun. Being poorly informed of the law, we thought that one could carry openly in Indiana without a license. For months we went to and from the KOP shooting range carrying our new “iron” in a cowboy style holster. We were the dudes! Luckily, none of the La Porte police saw us doing this or it would have likely altered my ability to become a police officer a few years later.
Finally figuring out that we were supposed to be licensed, we both scurried down to the police department and obtained our pistol permits. From there on, we both developed a love for guns that we held throughout our lives. I purchased my first big bore at age 18. It was a .357 magnum, Smith and Wesson, Highway Patrolman. I carried that weapon through most of my law enforcement career and still own that model.
Years later, Charlie was my Best Man at my wedding. My wife, Denise, later adopted him as her best friend as well. Over the years and over our many travels, we always made it a practice to have a meal with Charlie whenever we came back through La Porte. It was a tradition that lasted through the decades.
Charlie kept or lost his friends based on his honesty. Some just did not measure up. Others met him and immediately bonded in a relationship that, in many cases, lasted a half century or more. Many in our Boy Scout Troop 41 remain close friends and have kept in touch with him, and he with them.
I have noted that others have said that the world will be a lesser place without Charlie. They knew him well. We recently asked him to accompany us to a Boy Scout reunion in New Mexico. He declined, saying that he was dealing with some health problems. When we returned on Monday, we read in the paper that he had passed on Sunday, June 21, 2015.
Message from Uncle Lee and Aunt Ann Zandanel, Largo, FL
June 24, 2015 7:28 PM
Judy and Randy, please know our thoughts are with you. We will fondly remember Charlie and his many and varied interest in collecting and selling. Our sincere sympathy to you and family.
Message from Denise and Mike Lindsay
June 24, 2015 9:30 AM
You left us too soon, dear friend. Every visit and phone conversation with you was always a joy. It was a pleasure to be a part of your life. You are loved and missed! Looking forward to the day when our paths cross again after this earthly life.
Message from JOHN ROZINSKI
June 24, 2015 8:39 AM
A FRIEND FOR MANY YEARS. I WILL MISS YOU.
Message from Mike Taggart
June 23, 2015 10:05 PM
Rest in peace good friend of over 50 years, we'll meet again someday. I'll miss you
A candle was lit by Mike Taggart
on June 23, 2015 10:04 PM
A candle was lit by Mike and Denise Lindsay
on June 23, 2015 7:45 PM
Message from Uncle Vic & Aunt Dorothy
June 23, 2015 5:08 PM
Our Deepest Sympathys to the hines Family.
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