Chasrles Arnold Myers, Sr. departed this life on July 25, 2011. Charles was the second son of two children born to the late Arthur T. Myers, Sr. and the late Doris Henson White. Charles was raised by his late paternal grandmother, Matilda Myers. He was effectionately nicknamed "Butch" and "Big Til, the latter resulting from his gradmothr's first name, Matilda. Charles was born on August 20, 1940, in Baltimore, Maryland and educated in the Baltimore Public School System. After his completed school years, he followed his father's footsteps in jioning the United States Army. Charles stated many times that he was "proud" to have served his county and at times, a lot of his conversation about his life was "pre" and "post" Army. He engaged in the sport of boxing while in the Army, and he played football on community teams after being discharged from the Army. Charles stated many times that the Army helped him to become a man. From his marriage to Rebecca, his son, Charles Myers, Jr. was born. Charles insisted that his only child be named after him, and he would not compromise in this decision. Charles was flamboyabt and artisitically gifted. Many years before men wore bright colors, he dressed colorfully from head to toe and never cared about what others thought of his style of dress. Being artistically gifted, Charles enjoyed composing abstract designs, still life paintings and portraits of relatives and persons he met in various enviroments. He shared his artistic ability with some of the patients he met at the Veterans Rehab facility. Everyone who truly knew Charles, knew that he was honest when verbally expressing how he felt about a person or situation. One never had to say to himself, "Now what did Charles really think?" because Charles left no doubt. Though Charles could be brutally honest at times, he was truly sympatheic to anyone he felt was "the underdog" as well as family members and friends inneed. He shared his monetary blessings with family members and friends. Charles loved his son and his son's mother deeply. About two days before his soul transitioned, Charles and his son laughed and hugged at bedside. And on the last Thursday before Charles' death and after his son, Arnie as he is called exited his father's room, Charles yelled for Arnie to come back into his room. This yell could be heard half-way down the hall. All who heard were shocked at the volume and intensity of his call. Whe Arnie returned, Charles expressed some of his final desires with Arnie. Also during this visit, Charles that he never stopped loving the mother of his son. God alone measures the love people share, and there is a div8ine right each of us has when making known our final thoughts and requests. Yes, there is a God, and He knows how much each 9of us can bear. and when one of us walks through the valley of death, God is always there. Charles did not allow his physical challenges dictate his mobility. He scooter was his traveng copanion and mode of transportation. Charles didn't complain when he was not compensated for his inabliity to perform needed functions, and he would just say, "I don't worry about that and did what he needed to do. So on July 25, 2011, Charles just did what he needed to do. He peaceflly left us though not by way of a scooter, but God's divine wisdom and mode of transportation. Charles leaves to cherish his memory; a son, Charles A. Myers, Jr. Felicia; mother of his child and former wife, Rebecca; five brothers, Arthur T. Myers, Jr. Claire, John White, Jr. Margie, Steven White Hattie, Anthony White Joanne and Kevin White Yolanda, five sisters, Mildred Womack, Barbara White, Nadine Lyles, Arneeta White and Yolanda White Epps Wayne; four grandchildren. Arnae, Airelle, Jerelle and Cameron; aunt, Odessa Johnson; two special cousins, Sharon Johnson and Sandra Johnson; and a host of many other special relatives and friends.