Chuck Mauk
April 2nd, 2009
Chuck was sprawled on the pavement and bleeding near his bicycle in a parking lot a few blocks from home. He had gone to a nearby store for candy and gum, an almost daily ritual.
Sad story about someone I actually knew fairly well. He lived one street over and I spent the night at his house once about a year before this happened. He introduced the song “Bad to the Bone” to me – I had never heard it at that time. He was the super cool kid everybody liked. A tragic event that happened when we were both in the 7th grade. I hope it will one day be solved but I fear it won’t.

April 4th, 2009 at 3:23 am
I used to think about Chuckie every day. Now I am a dad to a 13-year-old boy and I feel so bad for Chuckie’s mom. I hope she gets justice some day.