Good Ol' Charlie Brown, What's to Hate?

OCT 2, 1950

 How can someone hate Charlie Brown?!? Good Ol' Charlie Brown. Our first introduction to Charlie is he's a happy kid, walking down the street, round head, with a curl in his hair. Am I jealous that he looks so good for a tiny tot that is balding.

I hope that if I ever go bald, which at my age, should cross my mind, but hasn't, that I would be so happy. I get upset if my hair isn't combed just right. Having been born with curly hair myself, as an adult I never let it get long enough to get curly, and when it does get long, I am in agony.

I cut my own hair, and with that, there can be some risks. I was embarrassed, not once, but twice when I shaved off the back right of my hair because I didn't replace a guard on the razor. The funny thing is that if I didn't even mention it, it was hardly noticeable. But when I did mention it, it was hard to miss.

I remember walking into a large combined choir rehearsal, without a Charlie Brown smile on my face, waiting for someone to point out my piece of missing hair in the back. But then getting to the piano and joking around about the mishap to the whole choir and an audible gasp from the choir, who are my friends.

That and my phone at the time was a good phone, it just had chips of glass missing and it was blacked out in parts because of having been dropped too much without a screen protector. I was in bad shaped.

But did I walk proudly like Charlie Brown, with a smile on my face, unknowingly with my friend whispering behind my back that they hate me. I don't think so.

Oh, that confident Good Ol' Charlie Brown! How you gotta love him.