"Wishing You the Best of All Possible Worlds"
My name is Kenny Bradley. I grew up with Charlie
Smith. I knew , and played with him in his teenage years.
Charlie had a side to him that people might not know.
A caring, and
giving soul beyond normal teen aged years. While most other
musicians at that time where into sex, drugs, and rock and
roll Charlie wanted to give to less fortunate souls. A typical
night with Charlie was going to uptown Anderson, and playing "ditch
em" with two mentally challenged brothers who sold grit
newspapers. Charlie would buy one sit down read it and give
it back to them. One of the brothers told me, "that Charlie,
is a dope. He payed me for a paper, and gave it back." but
Charlie knew what he was doing. He was giving the brothers
attention for free. One of Charlie's favorite places to hide
was on top of the old Paramount Theater. We would climb up
the fire escape over the billiard hall entrance, and scale
the short wall to the top. We would then go to Frisch's
Resturant drinking coffee, and conversing philosophical theories.
Finishing our night at the cemetery listening to Rochchester
NY Night Flight Jazz Show because the graveyard was where
the signal came in the clearest. Charlie always gave his
all never
asking anything in return. He had a love fore life, and he
was a friend, and brother in music. - Sincerely, Kenny Bradley
editor's note - "Wishing You the
Best of All Possible Worlds" was how host Harry Abraham
would sign off his WHAM AM radio jazz show.
I listened almost every night
and was not surprised to learn that Charlie was listening
too. Many of us were. - bk |