Morrie's father Charlie died after he was accosted by two robbers while taking a solitary walk. The robbers pulled a gun and demanded his money; terrified, Charlie threw down his wallet and began to run. He continued to run until he reached the home of a relative, where he collapsed on the porch, the victim of a heart attack. He died that night.
Charlie was the man who had "scolded...and molded" Morrie and taught him to work, "who had been quiet when Morrie wanted him to speak, who had told Morrie to swallow his memories of his mother when he wanted to share them with the world". He was "a quiet man who liked to read his newspaper alone under a streetlamp on Tremont Avenue in the Bronx". As a child, Morrie remembers watching his father from the window and wishing he would come inside and talk with him and his brother, but he rarely did. Charlie preferred to be alone, and his extreme reserve kept him from developing a closeness with his children. As far as Morrie could recall, his father never tucked them in at night, nor did he kiss them good-night. Morrie resolved that when he had children of his own, he would treat them differently than his father had treated him. With his own family,
"there would be lots of holding and kissing and talking and laughter and no good-byes left unsaid".
The last time Morrie saw his father was when he was called to identify his body in the city morgue. Morrie knows that when "the final moment" comes for him, he wants to have his loved ones around him ("The Ninth Tuesday - We Talk About How Love Goes On").