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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Charles Prine Jr., 87, born on April 23, 1926 and passed away on January 11, 2014. We will remember him forever.

Funeral services will be arranged by the Paul Henney Funeral Home in Bethel Park. A service will be held Saturday at 1 p.m. at Bower Hill Community Church in Mt. Lebanon.

Donations in his name can be made to The Neighborhood Academy in Stanton Heights.

Obituary posted in the Pittsburgh Gazette can be read at: http://www.post-gazette.com/news/obituaries/2014/01/12/Ryan-Homes-executive-sought-social-justice/stories/201401120151

And

http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/postgazette/obituary.aspx?pid=169072560 

April 23, 2023
April 23, 2023
Hey Dad,
I could use some advice right about now. It has to do with how to balance everyone’s needs for future financial stability for all of us. I know you would have some important things to say here. I bet if I focus enough what you would say will come to me. I’d just really love to hear it from the horse’s mouth, as you would say!
Love, Dee
April 23, 2019
April 23, 2019
Missing you today, Dad. Beautiful spring day. Wish you could see your latest grandson.
January 11, 2018
January 11, 2018
Still miss you, Dad, especially when I need advice!
January 11, 2016
January 11, 2016
Missing you today and every day, Dad. So much I want to discuss with you. My world is not the same without you in it.
April 23, 2015
April 23, 2015
Miss you, Dad, every day. You were an amazing person and the best father you could be. Someday I might feel happy on your birthdays. Today I just wish we could rewind. Love eternally from me. ~k
January 11, 2015
January 11, 2015
Dad has been gone from our lives only in the physical sense for a year now. Not a day goes by that I don't ponder what Dad would say, think or feel about what is going on. I called him anytime day or night and he was always ready and willing to give me his take or advice on whatever. He also called me often just to check in. If he couldn't reach me in what he believed was a reasonable time he sent someone to check. Dad waited till we were all home before he could sleep when we were young and dating. If I took too long saying bye to a date, Dad would come outside to check what was up. He was very loving and protective every day of my life. His paternal instincts were everything a daughter could need. I miss you, Dad, like a year ago was yesterday. Sending my love to Betsy and all my siblings who are feeling Dad's absence or wishing he could help make sense of the World News for them, discuss parenting, sports, politics, philosophy, health, what's up with his grandkids, goals or each of our interests and his. Love, love, love to my great family Dad was always there for. And to his friends who also miss him in their daily lives. Hugs.
March 26, 2014
March 26, 2014
I love the visuals. I do wish we also recorded audio for memories. When I look at the pictures, I can imagine Dad saying "heh" or "hrumpf" or some of the other one syllable intonations he would make so often that could signal approval, disapproval, assent, dissent, questioning, etc. Wish I had recorded them and could listen with the pictures.
January 13, 2014
January 13, 2014
While looking over pictures of my Grandfather, I realized what a lucky girl I am. I have tons of pictures with Granddad doing amazing things. He always made family a priority and spending family vacations with him is one of the best memories I have. I am so grateful to him for that. I love you Granddad.
January 12, 2014
January 12, 2014
Dad's many interests cannot all be mentioned or we'd have too great a volume. I just want to mention his love for poetry and his great pleasure in reading his favorite poems to all of us when we gathered around on a "poetry night" during our family vacations at one quietly natural setting or another. He was very proud that his youngest daughter, Alison, became a well published poet in several literary journals of distinction. He discussed her new works with her weekly.
   
The same way he connected with her over the phone weekly for a shared interest, he would call me about thoroughbred racing to talk about our favorite contenders for the stakes races and their pedigrees. He was sharp at choosing winners even though we weren't gambling. Is anyone, who knew Dad, surprised that he'd select favorites to cheer for with names like "Alpha" or "Take Charge Indy"?

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April 23, 2023
April 23, 2023
Hey Dad,
I could use some advice right about now. It has to do with how to balance everyone’s needs for future financial stability for all of us. I know you would have some important things to say here. I bet if I focus enough what you would say will come to me. I’d just really love to hear it from the horse’s mouth, as you would say!
Love, Dee
April 23, 2019
April 23, 2019
Missing you today, Dad. Beautiful spring day. Wish you could see your latest grandson.
January 11, 2018
January 11, 2018
Still miss you, Dad, especially when I need advice!
Recent stories

On the Harbor

January 12, 2014

The poets father. A poem written by Alison and published by The Midwest Quarterly in 2009.

On the Harbor

The gulls call harsher and harsher
then fall silent. 
The plovers and sanderlings call 
teacup, bluette,
please, please, please 

Far out on the harbor
an old fishing boat rattles awake. 
I hear in it my father’s voice
turning in me such tenderness
I break
like a thin purple oyster shell, pieces so small
teacup, bluette,
please, please

Pleasing blue, old boats
weathering and tipping in the low tide,
reminding me that we, too, run aground
from every water
from everyone we father.

He would want to know what gull, exactly, 
keeping a list.
Firsts are very important.

I am the last of his children.
I will spend the least of his life with him.
I will say, ringbilled, Dad, immature, 
I will say

Summer is ending again.
And that is what my father says to me.

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