With a couple of common names like Chuck and Welch it’s easy to see that there are many other “Chuck Welch’s” on the net. I am not any of these guys:
I wanted to be a fireman when I was a kid. It seems this Chuck became a Battalion Chief in Bloomington, Indiana. Even better is his fire equipment company. How great is the domain name Welchfire?! I ride a bike, but he rode his 540 miles to a reunion. He even has a blog about the trip.
I did toy with being a lawyer, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d ever become a Cultural Brand Strategist.
It is far too cold for me to live anywhere they produce maple syrup.
I’m a photographer, but not the guy in Maine. And the guy in this picture isn’t me.
I’m really not The Crackerjack Kid: He’s a mail artist.
I don’t trade music from Knoxville, TN. He does have a pretty good collection.
I’ve never been called “Charlie”. There is a Charlie “Chuck” Welch who is a dj/radio station owner. Once billed as “the singing d.j. of the music world” he released at least two singles: “here i am again”/”destination heartache” and “sugar to dirt”/”destination heartache.” At left is the info from one of his 45s.
Hobbs Country Market doesn’t have a website any longer, but the last I heard Chuck was running the market with his wife.
I did not join “Lochard & Associates LLC in Union Township as an associate agent.”