I remember being at a parade some thirty years ago when Chuck rolled by on his float. My father went from silent to rather animated, "Hey Chuckie boy! FUCK YOU, CHUCK!" I was still rather young and so I asked what just happened. My father took a moment to compose himself, then stated, "I voted for him to get to where he is and he betrayed me. I have every right to tell him to his face that he failed me and exactly how I feel about it."

He's been a disappointment since then.