When a Lemmings birthday falls on a Totie Tuesday, we give it our full attention. Today we celebrate one of the founding Totes, our resident superhero and Mighty Mouse, the menschiest mensch in all of menschdom, the one and only Chuck Hirsch.
For the occasion, I asked the Lemmings to complete the sentence "When I think of Chuck, I ..."
Here are their printable responses.
Here are their printable responses.
"WHEN I THINK OF CHUCK, I ..."
MARK
... recall
how impressed I was with him from the beginning. Not every 20-something
in a suit is able to carry off David Stockman horn rims.
... think of
his precise diction, well-suited to cutting through the acoustic vastness of
Chapin Hall or the hearing room of a congressional investigative committee.
... remember
the first car phone I ever saw.
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| "Roscoe" |
TAY
…hear him
saying "Michael - Can I ask a question?"
…want to shout TEX
DUCKBUTTER!!
…imagine his
face as he received the Penthouse & Playboy magazine cartoons that Paul
& I faxed to his secure fax machine in the Office of the Secretary of the
Navy.
 |
| Entreprenooah |
... have an
irresistible desire to highlight my part in the music. (a reference to Chuck in
choral society his freshman year)
... think of
having dinner with Michael Jackson and Jimmy Carter at the same time, and it's
not some bizarre dream!
... keep
hearing "New Jersey and you... puhrfect together!"
... wonder
how we ended up being scolded for singing "My Girl" at a Women in
Transportation dinner.
 |
| Tex and the Totes at Wesray party |
... see a
brilliant entrepreneur, a tireless humanitarian, certainly the most
well-connected man I know, a wonderfully devoted husband and father, and a
man who gets skinnier with age while the rest of us, um, are headed in the
opposite direction.
BILL
... feel a sudden desire to whack a colander with a tablespoon.
... recall a guy who could sell an off-color joke to the whole
world on a T-shirt, but not tell one to a live audience (Humor Patrol!).
... agree wholeheartedly with his immortal sentiment,
"What's the SONG?"
 |
| Baritones "r" Us |
FISH
...tingle
where I go pee-pee.
KEVIN
...Chuck me a butter.
...butter me a Chuck.
...butter me a Chuck.
 |
| Harry Chuck |
...put on a "Helmet."
LYMAN
…smile as I
visualize him doing his distinctive swivel dance (especially great when you watch
Buzz at double speed).
…wonder if
he really boarded that navy submarine.
…wonder
where Martha Quinn is now.
…picture him
calling his buddy Paul Michael Glaser to pitch Starsky and Chuck!
 |
| Starsky and Chuck? |
…am
gobsmacked by his bravado. He is without a doubt the least sniveling
Lemming. Who else would have the courage to leap onstage to perform with
Harry Chapin? Then again let's remember his billet-doux to Martha Quinn
-- but dag blammit, at least he tried. Certainly no other Lemming would
have. And it could have worked. He could have been Mr. Martha Quinn.
…am in awe
of his freedom of motion while performing. He is the most animated tote
performer. (Least sniveling tote, most animated tote performer -- both
low benchmarks for the Lemmings but sterling achievements nonetheless.)
Of course, Charlie would be a contender for most animated but his
animation has the least to do with what is going on onstage so I didn't count
it. I am envious of Chuck's joie de performance. It is infectious.
…am
impressed by his generosity and altruism. Nobody jumps faster than Chuck
when a friend is in need.
…am
thunderstruck by his entrepreneurial spirit. Chuck was an entrepreneur
before I knew what one was. And he remains one today.
AL
…think how
great it is to have him as a friend.
BRUCE
Who the hell
is Chuck?
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TO SUM UP:
When we think of Chuck, we smile with our hearts. He's the best friend, father, husband, mentor, baritone, helmet-wearer, butter chucking, washing machine agitator, Harry Chapin upstaging New Jerseyite named Tex we could ever hope for.
We love you, you Tote! Happy Birthday.
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