RIP Chuck. I'm still tearing up.
Chuck and I first met in 1969 (sorry SW22: Steve, is that you? it was 1969, not 1970), when we worked for Bernie Seitz at KJIB-FM ("The Sound Difference is at 99-5; I started in 1968, before KJIB went on the air). Chuck had a tremendous sense of humor, was extremely intelligent, and sounded great on the air. After KJIB he got me a job at KYXI through Jim Liniger; Jim later hired me at "101 the FM KYTE".
Chuck's radio and TV background is a matter of record.I won't comment on that. As expected, though, there was a lot more to him. I would like to add a bit to the human side of Chuck, since he he was an extremely interesting character. Some of his more off-the-wall activities:
A number of us were in Chuck's VW minibus in the early 1970s. He was driving. We were headed west over the Broadway Bridge when he straddled a concrete lane-divider and just kept driving on without any concern. Obviously we made it, but not without trepidation. Chuck was not bothered by minor things like traffic regulations or barriers.
Chuck was selling men's shoes at the old Nordstrom store, north of the current downtown store, in the early 1970s. Normal store closing hour was 9:00 PM. However, on what became his last day, there were no customers in the store so Chuck locked the doors at 8:45 PM so he could get to a church basketball game.
Chuck was very patriotic. In the early 1970s he and some of his friends (I wasn't there) were kicked out of the Cheerful Tortoise near Portland State University for belching the National Anthem.
Chuck was given the opportunity to "spend more time with his family" when he was working at KYXI in the early 1970s (sense a pattern here?). His boss at the time (Bob somebody) told him, and I quote Chuck, "You're doing a great job, we just think you should do it somewhere else."
Chuck was proud of his flatulence. Once on a trip to Southern California to, among other things, visit Cindy Kurtzhals, who worked with Dean Jones at KATU, I had the opportunity to ride with him in his VW bug. Suffice to say it was a taxing ride. He refused to roll his window down. I'm not sure if mine worked.
It may be apochryphal, but I believe he announced on the air the passing of Andre Kostelanetz in 1980 by stating that Kostelanetz was "dead at 78, and at 33-1/3."
We drifted apart as the years passed. I know he's not here to defend himself but I assure you the incidents are true unless otherwise stated. I do know he was extremely proud of his daughter, Courtney. I also know he added a lot to the lives of the people he touched. I will laugh about the memories of Chuck more than I will cry.
Air Name Ron Hayes
Posted on April 18, 2013 - 06:15 PM