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Chuck 1%er grew up around Miami. He first learned of the Outlaws when he was a kid and the Outlaws hung out on North Biscayne on the beach in the 70’s. He always said that he remembered Big Jim Nolan 1%er the most and he knew that he wanted to be an Outlaw some day. He grew up spending a lot of time on the ocean spearing fish, diving for lobster and working on docks, seawalls and bridges. When he wasn’t doing that, he was riding his bike running around with the Miami crew- Normie (his brother), Fat Joe, Matt, Nasty, Big Gary and the whole bunch. He started coming around the club house in the late 90’s on Sundays for the food and Brotherhood, then it went to “Are you Buying?” He probated for a while and then he became an Outlaw. Being an Outlaw was natural to him. He was always ready to go on the road and stop at every club house along the way to get to know his Brothers. Chuck 1%er is what our life is all about. For the past few years he lived on the west coast of Florida helping to start the Charlotte county chapter. He was the kind of man who loved to go out riding around and meet people. He had a heartwarming smile every time we saw him, a True 1%er Brother. |
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These words were written for and read at his funeral: |
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Here’s to those who took their
chances
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In and out of my life Good Brothers come and go…. You were one I was proud to know. You had your way like no other…. Rest in Peace my Outlaw Brother. Moldy 1%er The Outlaw Poet |