I remember Charles LaFontaine as though it were yesterday. It was such an exciting time for Germaine to have such a talented musician in our town. He played that saxophone like it was the air he breathed. And those times when Faith Applegate would sing with Charley playing at the church or grange hall, it was magic. But some of those boys were really jealous. I could see the embers in their eyes. Doesn’t surprise me one bit.