Charles Richard Schuchart Knoxville, TN Charles R. Schuchart, March 16, 1945 - March 17, 2017. Chuck (people person, snazzy dresser, music lover, and pizza connoisseur) died on Friday, March 17, 2017, surrounded by so much love, it oozed out of his room, down the halls, and into the streets of Knoxville, TN (his adopted home for the past several years). He fought a courageous battle against multiple myeloma and was mentally ready to continue the fight but his body needed to rest. He grew up in Charlotte, NY, under the very watchful eye of his mom (seriously, no one messed with her baby!), Eileen Brickler Schuchart (deceased) and notably more laid back dad, Charles R. Schuchart (deceased). He was an only child, but was surrounded by a giant crew of loving grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. He worshipped his older cousin, Sonny Brickler, who has been more like his big brother their whole lives (even taught little Chuckie how to ride a bike and ice skate!). He loved and was proud of his kids, Shannon S. Petch and Todd Schuchart, beyond words. Shannon and Todd know this is true because he told, texted, and emailed them so every chance he got. He also told pretty much anyone who would listen (his favorite barista at Starbucks, the check-out girl at the grocery store, random people he met on a hike...). His love/pride supply seemed to be endless, flowing steadily over his daughter-in-law, Lara Dann Schuchart, son-in-law, Stu Petch, and grandchildren, Parker and Lilly Schuchart. Oh, and he'd also want his grand-fur babies included here! He wore his heart on his sleeve and his face beamed when his loves were near. He also deeply loved and was loved deeply by his long-time partner, Janet Kannady, who he affectionately referred to as "J". They built an amazing life together in Knoxville, which was full of fun and adventure when he was feeling good (boot camp [where they met; he was an instructor], UT football games, theatre, and traveling) and full of patience and kindness when he wasn't. She stood by him, supported him, cared for him, and lifted him up when he needed it most. He trusted, respected, adored, and was so grateful for her. She was home to him and everyone that loves him loves her for that, probably more than she'll ever know. He was a pretty humble guy, so now his family would like to brag about some of his most proud accomplishments, including serving in the Air Force during the Vietnam War, graduating from RIT (via night school with a full-time job at Kodak and two little kids at home), getting sober then starting a second career he loved as a substance abuse counselor, and celebrating 20 years of sobriety in February this year. He was the soft place we could all land. By his own example, he has taught us how to love unconditionally, laugh til we cry, be kind, accepting, selfless, brave, and tougher than hell. Also, unfortunately, how to road rage like it was our job! We love you forever. This place will never be as good without you. Thank you to his team of doctors that fought hard for him over the past six years including Dr. Mitchell Martin, Dr. Sagar Lonial, and Dr. Madan Jagasia as well as the 4th floor nurses at Parkwest Hospital. Per his request, services will be private and will include his ashes, a boat, and the ocean. If you would like to make a donation in his name, please consider The Cancer Support Community, 2230 Sutherland Avenue, Knoxville, TN 37919-2350 ( www.CancerSupportET.org ). Friends may leave their condolences at www.highlandmemorialknoxville.com .
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