[Robert B. Charles and Gladys K. Charles]
Bob Charles was my father's (William A. Faragher, deceased) best friend. They grew up in Oak Park, IL together. The story, as told to me by my Dad, is that Bob and Gladys were celebrating the upcoming birth of their child at the Cocoanut Grove on that fateful night. She was 9 months pregnant and ready to deliver any minute. Her advanced pregnancy prevented them from attending my parents wedding on November 14th. Bob was to have been my Dad's Best Man. Such a horrific tragedy. So, in our minds, the list of casualties will always include one, "Baby Charles". And finally, as you might imagine, it is no coincidence that my name is Robert Charles. Just thought I would share this with you as I reflect today.