Or... What’s Upchuck!
My name is Chuck Pace which you should have expected when visiting a website named chuckpace.com. I was born a Hoosier, and have lived my entire life in Indiana. I was born at Marion General Hospital in April 1960. I have one sibling, my brother Dennis who was born in November of 1958. Like most people I have two parents. They, Phillip and Madge, no longer reside in Indiana, being of the age where Florida and its warmer climates has a greater appeal to them.
Me with Biff Henderson at the NBA Finals
2000
I did the first stage of my
growing up, my Elementary School years, in Swayzee Indiana.
A very small town located between Wabash, Marion and Kokomo
Indiana. The next stage, my Junior High and High School
years were spent on a small farm raising rabbits, chickens,
and geese and for a season, a hog. This farm with a R.R. 3
Alexandria address was two miles north of Orestes Indiana
and seven miles north and east of Frankton Indiana where I
attended school.
The third stage
began immediately after High School when I moved to
Indianapolis to attend The John Herron School of Art, where
I studied under the Graphic Arts Program. My first year of
college I was awarded a Hoosier Scholarship for academic
achievements during my junior and senior years at Frankton.
I was also awarded a no money scholarship renewal the
second year at Herron. The “no money” part took
a lot of the luster off the whole scholarship renewal, and
I took up work-study to help pay for some of my higher
educating.
I became the work-study Photo Lab assistant my sophomore
and junior years at Herron, which was very good for me and
nurtured my love of photography. Half way through my junior
year I left school to pursue a career in
“employment!” I found that the need for food
had started to cancel the need for higher learning. I never
looked back and am still a strong believer in earning and
eating today.
I worked several jobs in the photo industry, starting with
driving film pick-up routes to Cincinnati Ohio and
Effingham Illinois on alternate weekdays to running a
Houston-Fearless cine machine processing film for Fox
Photo. Then I moved on to processing and custom printing
b&w and color photographs for Matrix then The Lab and
finally Bass Photo over the next 6 years. For six months or
so while still at The Lab just after my daughter was born I
worked evenings at a K-Mart in their jewelry/camera
department (my first retail camera sales position). From
Bass I went into retail, I sold new cars at a
Chrysler-Plymouth dealership before taking my knowledge of
imaging to Montgomery Wards then to Roberts Distributors in
1988. I was the first buyer and assistant manager of the
new Digital Imaging era at Roberts and have seen digital
cameras go from fad to nearly supplanting film cameras
altogether. I ran and maintained the Kodak Create-A-Print
machine at Roberts for six years or so, then moved to
Photoshop restoration and digital printing. In addition to
those tasks I’ve always worked on the sales floor in
the Photography department at Roberts.
I met Jenni Mason at Herron
in 1979 and became good friends with her the next year when
we both moved into apartments on the third floor of the
“White House” directly across from the Herron
Library-Gallery building. By 1981 we were dating, and we
married in Springfield Tennessee on December
9th
1983. Our only child Meredith
Anne was born on Indianapolis 500 Race day May
27th
1985. I gave up my tickets to
the race when Jenni went into labor the day before. I was
there for the whole labor and birthing process and was the
first family member to meet Meredith in person.
On September 25th 2004 we saw Meredith marry David
Hightshoe in the back yard of David’s mother’s
house. Two months later to the day on Thanksgiving Meredith
and David moved to Stuart Florida. Due to inclement weather
that post-poned us all driving to Tennessee I did not get
to have Thanksgiving dinner with the kids and the Mason
clan. I being a retail person had to work the famous
shopping day after Turkey day. Jenni did get to follow the
kids to her homestead in Chapmansboro Tennessee for
Thanksgiving Day and stayed there until the
30th,
so I had four (sad) days of solitude to follow the
departure of my baby and her husband. I had cream of
mushroom soup for Thanksgiving (gee, thanks).
I have a great group of friends from work and from The
Chatterbox Tavern on Massachusetts Avenue in downtown
Indianapolis. I’ve been going there since 1994 and
Jenni and I consider it our home away from home for
friendship and fun. The Chatterbox is open 6 days a week
and features Live Jazz every night. There are Chatterbox
sanctioned outings such as Formula 1 races, Indianapolis
Indians baseball games, Pacers basketball games,
Chatterbowling and Chatterdining’s. There are St.
Patrick’s Day, Dyngus Day and Christmas sing-a-longs.
The Roberts gang, as we are called have become Christmas
sing-a-long stalwarts. We have the 5 golden rings table
reserved for us for the last 5 years now, long enough to
become a bonifide Chatterbox Tradition.

I’ve been League bowling for
four years at the Sport Bowl lanes now with my close
friend and co-worker Rich Culy. We were first
introduced to the Sport Bowl on one of the Chatterbowl
outings and have gone full circle by having David
Andrichik the proprietor of the “Box” on
one of our 10 week mini-league teams this spring.
I’m a recreational bowler at best, there for a
good time more than an end of league pay-off (meaning:
I’m not as good as I’d like to be). Last
year Rich and I accompanied by another Chatterbox
friend Joe went to Louisville Kentucky for the
fourth annual
Lebowskifest weekend. We stayed at Joe’s moms
house in J-town, a suburb of Louisville. Went to the
“My Morning Jacket” concert on Friday
night and the fest and bowling alley on Saturday.
That’s just a little about me. Come back around from
time to time and catch up with me here on my Thoughtpuke
blog pages.
Chuck Pace©2005



