Thu May 20, 2021 9:41 pm
Well my player name is the offset of my real name, Chuck Wannop. I have really enjoyed this thread and got in late because I had pretty much punched out reading the posts. This certainly makes the game much more human and made me think who the heck I am. I started playing with my good buddy back in 68 with the 62, 65 and 67 sets and was hooked right away. Later we played all kinds of seasons, especially the Old Timers with my favorite being the 30 season. I have the paper stats somewhere in the attic.
My Strat addiction didn't help my grades much but I was able to graduate from HS without a clue on what to do. Working Buffalo winters in construction pointed me to college which was a lot more fun. I ended up back in a factory and decided to join the Army which was the best move I ever made. Honestiago, I was an O5H, copying morse code in Hawaii looking towards China. I didn't get in any combat in the sands of Hawaii but was able to get a masters in counseling degree at Chaminade. My claim to fame is that I worked at the same facility about 20 years before Snowden duped all his intel. I missed the lovely Buffalo weather so I moved back home.
After working at a prehistoric community mental health center in Buffalo, I was hired by the VA and started a PTSD program with 2 other brilliant Vet colleagues. It was stone age tools back then in 1992 and I had to turn my head around after being raised by a WWII Marine forward observer. He had been a patient on the same psychiatric floor I worked on years ago when I was a kid and I now was working with all combat Vets. We eventually moved on up to a much better facility in Batavia NY. It was a roller coaster experience hearing Vets stories, bonding and then starting all over with another group of 8. I found my moods cycling to when they would come and go.
After 6 years I decided to move to Williamsport PA with the more pro Vet organization known as the Vet Center. I have been with my extremely supportive wife for 43 years and have raised 3 outstanding son's who I am very proud of. I just learned yesterday that my youngest athletic 18 year old son has been accepted into a fast track ROTC program which will pay for his college at Pitt.
So now I can retire. Reality has hit me and I am caught up with all kinds of emotions, especially after working today and seeing Vets that I have worked with for years, some 22. That's how good a therapist I am! I do not have any specific plans, want to travel and be a free agent. Maybe buy a pick up truck.
First order of business is the Barnstormer league, and like many years before I start out real good and then take a shit at 100 million. This year is gonna be different!
Oh, I got a pal who I used to play Strato with as a kid and introduced him to the Barnstormers -Hank Henry... Bruce you're up!