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by Eddie Winchester - "Though Charlie was a few years"
March 6, 1934 - August 5, 2013 Warwick, NY Charles E. Hasbrouck, of Warwick, passed away on August 5, 2013 at his home. He was 79 years old. Born on March 6, 1934 in Warwick, he was the son of the late Aaron and Rose (Sayer) Hasbrouck. He was married in 1957 to Marie (Rosario) Hasbrouck. Charles served with the Marines during the Cold War from 1955-1961. He retired in 2002 as a Linesman with the Warwick Valley Telephone Company, where he worked for 42 years. He was a member of the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses. He is survived by his wife, Marie, of Warwick; his children: Kathryn Tiedemann and her husband, Bill of Warwick, Kenneth Hasbrouck of Virginia, Debra Graham and her husband, David of Milford, PA, Cheryl Ziegler and her husband, John of Warwick, Thomas Hasbrouck and his girlfriend, Michelle Bedford of Warwick, and Aaron Hasbrouck and his wife, Kristen of Warwick; six grandchildren: Meghan Hasbrouck, Tim Hasbrouck, Katie Hasbrouck, John Ziegler, Rebecca Ziegler, and Brynn Hasbrouck; and a great-grandson, Elijah Hasbrouck. The family will receive friends at 2:30 p.m. on Saturday, August 10th, at Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses, 17 Ryerson Avenue, Warwick. A memorial talk will be held at 3:30 p.m. In lieu of flowers, donations in his memory may be made to Hospice of Orange and Sullivan Counties, Inc., 800 Stony Brook Court, Newburgh, NY 12550. If flowers are being sent, they may be delivered to the 17 Ryerson Avenue address. ... from Ed Winchester
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This comment from Eddie Winchester - Though Charlie was a few years ahead of me he was a much admired friend of mine and of all children of the Fifties in and around our village. He was the youngest of a prominent family of athletic brothers (Bud, Herman and Charlie) who starred on Warwick sports teams in the late 1940s and early 1950s. Charlie befriended me early in my childhood, offering me a daily after school ride home on the crossbar of his bike. The journey was from Hamilton Avenue grade school to the high school football field, next door to my home. I was in the first grade at the time and Charlie, in the sixth, was in no small measure, a hero in my eyes. To me Charlie was an always gracious man with a permanent warm smile. I’m sure he is missed by many. |
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