My dad has 11 kids from 9 different women. That’s his favorite way to be introduced.
He grew up in cloudy Dayton, Ohio and learned the art of survival from his ragtag group of latchkey kids with whom he ran amuck.
Summer days were filled with bike rides and adventures stealing beer from open garage refrigerators. He loved to work, and at age 14 bagged groceries at Foodarama for $1.25 an hour.
College was an art form for my father. He managed a steady 3.5 GPA in accounting at Miami University, whilst never owning textbooks or regularly attending class. He is rumored to have attended the first day of class, as well as the day before every exam. He gathered the necessary information, cut out the fat and got the grades.
Working full-time and paying for college was a course in life all its own. His ability to keep an active social life, work 40 hours a week, and stay afloat with course work and scholastic challenge, is still talked about amongst his friends. Graduation must have been a bittersweet moment for his classmates who, no doubt, felt like Chuck had run the same race as them, except he had a scuba diving suit on and crossed the finish line at the same time.
After graduation, wedding bells rang. Anne Katherine Sechrist became his wife. He became a father shortly thereafter.