Curley Charles Lange Jr.
- 47 years old
- Male
- Born Jul 25, 1959
- Died Jul 01, 2007
- United States
This is a place where friends and family of my dad can share the memories and images you have have of him.
Some of the gifts he leaves behind are;
His big heart, love, friendships, laughter, Gumbo in his freezer, and most of all his life that lives on through his kids; Kimberly, Anthony, Brandon and Bethany.








Happy Birthday Charles!
Dale Gallet Jul 26, 2012
~Someday~
Bethany Lange Jul 02, 2010
I can't believe it has been 3 years since you have left us. Your spirit and memory grows stronger each time the sun rises and fades away. Whether it be a small lil thought that runs through my head, a nostalgic scent, a zztop song that comes on, or the changes of the seasons; your presence is with me constantly.
More than anything, I miss your gleeful beam and having the honor of beng your "baby girl," but I KNOW that you are watching over me from the greatest of all places. And just when it all seems too much to endure, I know I'll be alright as long as there is light from a neon moon.
In my yearning, I often imagine what life would be life would be like if you were here today. With peace rested in my heart, I am grateful for the memories that I shared with you and blessed to know such a unique soul that I call Daddy <3
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
Wear the pain like a heavy coat
I feel you everywhere I go
I see your smile, I see your face
I hear your laugh' in the rain
I still can't believe you're gone
(Chorus)
It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Would you see the world
Would you chase your dreams
Settle down with a family
I wonder what would you name your babies
Somedays the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy
(Chorus)
It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder, who you'd be today
Today, Today, Today...
Today, Today, Today...
Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know, I'll see you again someday
Someday, Someday...
My memory
Troy Lange Jul 01, 2010
I was probably 5 or 6 and the Lange's were all at the beach, like we used to do every year. Uncle Charles had a dirt bike and I wanted to ride. Dad said it was cool, so I jumped on the back with Charles and he gunned it nearly throwing me off. I held on for dear life and prayed it would be over soon. Undle Charles knew he scared the you know what out of me, but I loved it. He always wanted to have a good time and push the limits. That's what I loved about him. He truely loved life and took full advantage. Miss you Uncle Chares!
Missing you pops!
Kimberly Lange-Hodgson Jul 01, 2010
I love you pops! Rest assured on your 51st birthday, we will be at Papacitos tossing back a top shelf with some camp fire shrimp for you. Don't worry, I won't let Bethany steal any light bulbs. :)