I just want to take this opportunity to thank each and every person here for your comments. I cannot tell you all how much they mean to me. Skipping past my Dad's many accomplishments, I'd like to give you a personal insight into the man. The most important thing to my father was his family. There was nothing he wouldn't do for us--nothing. Almost 20 years ago, my wife and then 7-year-old son were involved in a near-fatal car accident. My wife was trapped in the car with life-threatening injuries for almost two hours before being airlifted to a local trauma center. When I arrived at the hospital, my father was there waiting for me. He was the first to arrive and the last to leave that night. Over the following weeks, he was there for us every step of the way. Then, about 12 years ago, I suffered a severe reaction to a new prescription medication; I stopped breathing in the observation unit and was transferred to ICU. I had a brief moment of consciousness and I awoke briefly to see my father standing there talking with the doctor asking, "What my prognosis was?"
I later learned that my father, 82 at the time, never left my side for three days; I am told he sat by my side and slept in the chair next to my bed. I was in a coma for three days and he was there the entire time.
In my opinion, these are the things that complete a man's true character, of which my Dad had plenty. I just wanted to share these personal stories to let you all know that his life was more than being a gun designer. Best, Dean Charron