I don’t remember when I was first introduced to Charlie Crane, but I do remember when I first talked to him. As far as I was concerned, Charlie had been around forever, this big man with a booming voice and a book under his arm, the regular guest whom Dad brought home every few weeks just after Sunday lunch. Dad would lead Charlie into the living room and close the door, and there they would sit, in mysterious silence, for the next three or four hours. Then Mother would an