It's hard to imagine that someone so full of creativity, humor, and generosity could be gone. Chuck was born in Grand Rapids, Michigan in 1952 and attended Kendall College of Art and Design. He moved to Atlanta to pursue a career in art and met his wife Debbie Mumah there. They had two children and settled in Marietta, Georgia, in a Tudor-style house that Chuck designed himself.
For most of his career, he was the Creative Director at an advertising agency in Atlanta. For the past decade or so, he was able to spend his time doing what he loved the most--painting and spending time with his family. He especially loved painting commissions for people of their pets. An incredibly prolific artist, he loved to give paintings to everyone he met, and he had art in restaurants and galleries, and a solo show, in Roswell, Georgia.
Chuck is survived by his wife Debbie; his daughter Carrie and her partner Matt; his sister Connie Krontz and her family; his mother-in-law Blanche New; sister-in-law Teresa Ball, brother-in-law John Ball and their family; and the family’s beloved dog Brandy. He unfortunately lost his son Benjamin unexpectedly in 2014.
After a short but spirited battle with cancer, Chuck suddenly became very sick and passed on peacefully the same day, with his wife and daughter by his side. He was able to do most of the things he loved up until that very last day, which is how he wanted it. In the last year, he and Debbie took multiple trips to visit Carrie and Matt in NYC where they live, and the four of them traveled to Costa Rica just last fall.
Everyone who knew Chuck, from his family and friends to those he befriended in stores and restaurants, knows that a world without him is a lot less colorful. If you want to honor him--please do something he loved. Choose from birdwatching, painting, drawing, juicing, cooking, crossword puzzles, woodworking, traveling, or really anything that you enjoy.
A celebration of his life will be announced at a later date.
I hired Chuck as a baby art director at McCann-Erickson in the early 70s. We worked in a lot of projects through work and outside the job. Sad loss but a lot of fun memories. Some Debbie never forgave me.
I have many wonderful memories of Chuck. I was fortunate years ago for Chuck to have followed my family to Georgia to live. One day about 13 years ago not long after my father passed away Chuck called me. He told me my dad had wanted a picture of some Indian corn he had painted. He told me he knew I would have wanted it since my dad did. That painting still hangs in my house. I don't know if he ever realized what he gave me. I am sure not everyone would want a painting of Indian corn but to me it is priceless. Not only do I have a peace of Chuck but I also have a peace of my dad his Uncle Jerry. I will miss you Chuck and I will always love you. Rest in peace
My Father Mother and I were driving somewhere. I don't remember where. Suddenly Dad turned around and drove back home. There was Chuck. Driving the other car up and down the driveway. Dad had left those keys.
Seeing Dad he left the car running to the house laughing and locked the front door in Dad's face. Dad calmly unlocked the door. By then Chuck had run to the back door still laughing. He ran across the yard , jumped the fence and kept running.
I know eventually he came home but I only remember him running and that laugh of his.
I believe Dad thought it was funny too. Chuck kept life fun and exciting.
