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Why you ask? Why the nickname that has little to nothing to do with my real name?
Well, I owe that to a friend of mine. She was riding in my car, and she decided that I sure do say “good grief” a lot. It was settled, she decided to call me Charlie Brown for the rest of my days.
She kept up with it too. However, after a while, it became much too long. Charlie Brown is quite a mouthful for a nickname. So, she went with the abridged version preferred by “Peppermint” Patty, chuck. She called me that until the end of sophomore year.
I didn’t see her for a while after that, but one day wandered into the yearbook room. They were playing Medal of Honor, and I just had to join in. However, I was largely unknown in the yearbook program. Using chuck as my player name, I played every day for almost a week. Since nobody there knew my real name, they just called me chuck, and it stuck.
That’s my story.