I wouldn't even know where to begin when recalling the unforgettable Charlotte Bell. Her laugh, her smile, her twinkling eyes full of mischief, her sense of humor, all unforgettable. I moved to Basking Ridge in first grade, and knew Charlotte from the first day of first grade (shout out to Mrs. Zimmerman) until RHS graduation '89. All that time, I was blessed to call her my friend.
I have many stories about her, but my favorite, and one my children demand to hear often, took place in first grade. For some reason, the powers-that-be at Liberty Corner sent us two-by-two to have our height and weight measured by the school nurse. Now, if two people in 1st grade LC differed more in weight and height, I doubt it (Tommy Hall may have been taller than me, but I had him by 15 lbs I'm sure. Staples was not in our class).
"Char" was weighed first, and then stood by as my weight was taken. When she heard I weighed 85 pounds, she was dumbfounded. 85 pounds?! She exclaimed -- I think it was the funniest thing she ever heard. Of course, Char couldn't have weighed more than half that at the time!
After hearing my weight, she took off running back to the classroom, where she shared with the entire class my apparent weight problem before I even returned. Craig Dalrymple, Richard White, and the rest had a field day making sure I knew 85 pounds in first grade was unheard of. And Charlotte is probably laughing right now about it.
I also remember much fun in high school, wasteful study halls and droning P.E. classes made much more enjoyable by Charlotte's laugh, which often -- like in first grade -- was somehow caused by something silly, or stupid, that I did. With Charlotte, however, you always knew she was laughing with you, not at you, which is not something that I can say about many other people I've known (including, unfortunately, myself).
God bless Charlotte Bell, who I will never forget.
Charlotte and I were friends as long as I can remember. She lived down the street and we were at eachothers houses constantly. I remember spending the night and sneaking out to meet BJ, Craig and other neighbors at night in junior high. I remember she watched scary movies way before I was allowed to or would have been able to. Her laugh was infectious! She was always positive even when her lupus caused her to have to wear a bonnet in elementary school. She was always able to find humor in almost every situation. Even when she was battling for her life and had to wear a wig from cancer, she kept a smile on her face. I miss her.
Her brother had twins and her parents are busy with them. They are not fully retired yet.
Courtney Ferderber
I will always remember Charlotte as my spunky doubles tennis partner in 11th grade P.E. What a terrific person she was. Rest in peace.Mark Miller
I wouldn't even know where to begin when recalling the unforgettable Charlotte Bell. Her laugh, her smile, her twinkling eyes full of mischief, her sense of humor, all unforgettable. I moved to Basking Ridge in first grade, and knew Charlotte from the first day of first grade (shout out to Mrs. Zimmerman) until RHS graduation '89. All that time, I was blessed to call her my friend.I have many stories about her, but my favorite, and one my children demand to hear often, took place in first grade. For some reason, the powers-that-be at Liberty Corner sent us two-by-two to have our height and weight measured by the school nurse. Now, if two people in 1st grade LC differed more in weight and height, I doubt it (Tommy Hall may have been taller than me, but I had him by 15 lbs I'm sure. Staples was not in our class).
"Char" was weighed first, and then stood by as my weight was taken. When she heard I weighed 85 pounds, she was dumbfounded. 85 pounds?! She exclaimed -- I think it was the funniest thing she ever heard. Of course, Char couldn't have weighed more than half that at the time!
After hearing my weight, she took off running back to the classroom, where she shared with the entire class my apparent weight problem before I even returned. Craig Dalrymple, Richard White, and the rest had a field day making sure I knew 85 pounds in first grade was unheard of. And Charlotte is probably laughing right now about it.
I also remember much fun in high school, wasteful study halls and droning P.E. classes made much more enjoyable by Charlotte's laugh, which often -- like in first grade -- was somehow caused by something silly, or stupid, that I did. With Charlotte, however, you always knew she was laughing with you, not at you, which is not something that I can say about many other people I've known (including, unfortunately, myself).
God bless Charlotte Bell, who I will never forget.
Jana Tidwell (Wanser)
Charlotte and I were friends as long as I can remember. She lived down the street and we were at eachothers houses constantly. I remember spending the night and sneaking out to meet BJ, Craig and other neighbors at night in junior high. I remember she watched scary movies way before I was allowed to or would have been able to. Her laugh was infectious! She was always positive even when her lupus caused her to have to wear a bonnet in elementary school. She was always able to find humor in almost every situation. Even when she was battling for her life and had to wear a wig from cancer, she kept a smile on her face. I miss her.Her brother had twins and her parents are busy with them. They are not fully retired yet.