After 60+ years, Charlie has asked me to share him publicly. No one in my life has known about Charlie; no one. My first memory of Charlie was preverbal, in a crib. I was never alone. Over time Charlie began communicating to me. He comes in packets of insight or even music via a doorway in my heart. Sometimes he just talks to me. Now he says ‘just talk about us.’ So, I’m starting a blog. My talks with Charlie are what make up the contents of this blog. My first post is an intro to Charlie.