Charles Edward Days, Sr., was born on November 18, 1949, in Saint Louis, Missouri. He was the seventh born to the loving union of Curtis and Manello Days. Charles was preceded in death by his parents, grandparents, and brothers, Curtis and James. Charles loved each of his six siblings and reaped the benefits of being “Charles Baby” in a large extended family. Charles attended both Northwest and Soldan High Schools, where he was a celebrated basketball player. He modeled professionally and then had a successful career with Anheuser Busch prior to retirement. He grew up as a member of Maple Temple Church of God in Christ. Later he joined the congregation of Northern Missionary Baptist Church, where he was an active member, serving on the usher board and singing in the choir; he loved to sing. He supported many programs at his church home and loved giving gifts, especially books and candy to the children in the congregation. Charles loved children, and they loved him. He was a very affectionate uncle to a host of nieces, nephews, grandnieces, and grandnephews. He was a great cook and it brought him joy to watch people savor the soulful meals he prepared with love. He never said “no” to a request for smothered chicken and was quick to let you know what he had in the crockpot. He enjoyed sharing his gift of gardening and would always take time to teach anyone around to identify various vegetables and herbs. He welcomed everybody to help plant and harvest the bounty of his efforts. After the harvest, there was always the canning season. Charles canned everything, including soups, beans, and greens. Everyone loved his pickled onions, garlic, hot pickles chow chow, and green tomatoes. It was a delight to receive a jar of treats when you visited with him and at the annual Aunts and Uncles Christmas Eve celebration. Charles played Santa for decades, donning the traditional hat while joyfully calling every member of the family to come receive their gifts, requesting a “big ‘ole sugga” from the children and laughing heartily through the event. Charles never met a stranger, and after you met him, you never forgot him. He was sincerely authentically happy to see you every time you met, smiling broadly and opening his arms for a big, long hug. He would then laugh. His laugh was infectious because you would soon be smiling and laughing along with him, often not knowing why. If you didn’t laugh, he told a joke and continued to laugh. He was very particular about his appearance and would stop to make sure you noted how fashionable he was that day, striking a pose or two for you. He was a handsome man; he knew it and knew that you knew it, so why not take some time to appreciate that? He embodied a good time. Charles is survived by: his sons, Jermaine and Charles, Jr., (Chuckie); brother, Frank (Hervert); sisters, Doris, Hattie Mae (Donald), and Jeanette (Alvin); and a host of aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews, cousins, and many friends.