Charlie is with me an enduring memory of kindness, generosity and friendship. We shared a rich Summerr in Jaffrey, New Hampshire working at the old guest house called The Ark and staying at his family's country house nearby, enjoying music, walks up Mt. Monadnock, tennis on a court in the woods behind the house to which there was no beaten path and the usual pond down the road from the house called One Mile Pond, of course or perhaps Two, Three, Four or Five Mile Pond. I met Dr. Leon Augustus Hausmann that Summer, author of the naturalist's field guides I treasured as a young boy. Charlie took French lessons from the diminuitive and ancient Mrs. Elizabeth Earl Warren on the porch at the Ark in the afternoons.
Charlie Hamlen was intelligence, kindness and integrity personified. Charlie was in my homeroom all three years at Oneida, and, as a result, in almost all of my classes there. He was also in many of my classes at Linton. Throughout those six years, never did I hear him voice a bad word about anyone. Conscientious and modest, Charlie was first and foremost a fine human being. He exemplified the decency and decorum that all too often is lacking in our current culture. Charlie's passing saddens me. A fine man is gone. And for our class, a symbol of that which was most laudable about our youth has faded into what will inevitably morph into an all-but-forgotten past.
I was very saddened to read Charlie's obituary in the Times and have fond memories of him as a classmate and in more recent times. He sat next to me in many of our classes at Linton and I remember how bright and, gentle he was and how funny he could often be.
More recently, we were in touch as I traveled to New York occasionally to visit my son and we had an email correspondence in which he updated me on his life's journey. He was a talented musician, contributed greatly to the arts in New York and was a founder of ActUp which supported HIV victims in that community.
I will miss him and am once again reminded of how quickly our life spins and how important it is to enjoy our family and friendships as often as possible. Am currently in Ireland with my family and savoring the time together!!
I met Charlie in 8th grade at All City music practice at the Old Nott Terrace High School. I played violin (poorly) and Charlie played cello (very well). We would always laugh and chat between breaks, him gently suggesting I should practice more....
We remained friends through high school. I sometimes visited him at his home in the GE Plot . He would play piano and we could sing songs together and discuss life.
Robert Bowers
Charlie is with me an enduring memory of kindness, generosity and friendship. We shared a rich Summerr in Jaffrey, New Hampshire working at the old guest house called The Ark and staying at his family's country house nearby, enjoying music, walks up Mt. Monadnock, tennis on a court in the woods behind the house to which there was no beaten path and the usual pond down the road from the house called One Mile Pond, of course or perhaps Two, Three, Four or Five Mile Pond. I met Dr. Leon Augustus Hausmann that Summer, author of the naturalist's field guides I treasured as a young boy. Charlie took French lessons from the diminuitive and ancient Mrs. Elizabeth Earl Warren on the porch at the Ark in the afternoons.
David Weiss
David Weiss
Charlie Hamlen was intelligence, kindness and integrity personified. Charlie was in my homeroom all three years at Oneida, and, as a result, in almost all of my classes there. He was also in many of my classes at Linton. Throughout those six years, never did I hear him voice a bad word about anyone. Conscientious and modest, Charlie was first and foremost a fine human being. He exemplified the decency and decorum that all too often is lacking in our current culture. Charlie's passing saddens me. A fine man is gone. And for our class, a symbol of that which was most laudable about our youth has faded into what will inevitably morph into an all-but-forgotten past.
Selma Cohen (Kunitz)
I was very saddened to read Charlie's obituary in the Times and have fond memories of him as a classmate and in more recent times. He sat next to me in many of our classes at Linton and I remember how bright and, gentle he was and how funny he could often be.
More recently, we were in touch as I traveled to New York occasionally to visit my son and we had an email correspondence in which he updated me on his life's journey. He was a talented musician, contributed greatly to the arts in New York and was a founder of ActUp which supported HIV victims in that community.
I will miss him and am once again reminded of how quickly our life spins and how important it is to enjoy our family and friendships as often as possible. Am currently in Ireland with my family and savoring the time together!!
Selma Cohen Kunitz
Joyce Tracy (Penna)
I met Charlie in 8th grade at All City music practice at the Old Nott Terrace High School. I played violin (poorly) and Charlie played cello (very well). We would always laugh and chat between breaks, him gently suggesting I should practice more....
We remained friends through high school. I sometimes visited him at his home in the GE Plot . He would play piano and we could sing songs together and discuss life.
What can I say - A gentle, smart, thoughtful man.
Thanks for wonderful memories.
Joyce Tracy Penna