Sitting Shivah for Charlie Harper

The presumed loss of Charlie Harper will be felt for years to come.  No, I am not talking about Charlie Sheen.  The self proclaimed rock star was one factor - but only one - in the injury suffered his better half.  Whether it was life imitating art or art imitating life, Charlie Harper hit rock bottom (Rose, really!) then looked for a shovel and dug deeper.  It had been coming for a long time.  Over the course of a year or two, he went from that funny jingle guy (He wrote "Maple Loops, remember) to a pathetic, hapless, directionless drunk.  The people expected to take care of him failed.  Alan, Berta, Evelyn, Jake,  even his Shrink tried but he lost purpose and focus; he became trapped in a temporal loop of booze and broads.  He didn't know what else to do so he kept digging and digging until the hole got so deep that only memories got out.  When I think of Charlie Harper, I hope he is remembered more as Charlie Waffles and less as Charlie what's his name.  Charlie Waffles was still that guy who believed everything would work out.  Probably won't happen…but at least he will be remembered.