Last year, Charlie lost his voice before a college event at Penn State. He texted me and said, "Jack, the kids are waiting, and I cannot let them down." I told him, "I am on my way." I hopped a flight, and the next day, Penn State shut down our speakers, so I grabbed a bullhorn and we threw hats to the thousands of students who arrived. I never forgot the way he looked afterward and said, "God bless you."