Charlie Brown is my HERO
I have a serious collection of Charlie Brown figures, books and all kinds of treasures. My love for him started almost 20 years ago when I hit what I thought was some bad luck. I whined one day to a friend that I was like Charlie Brown and had a little black cloud following me around and we became soulmates.
When I got my head together and my luck "changed" I also realized that I had been misrepresenting Charlie Brown. He was actually a resilient little boy who got up over and over and over again. He believes the next time it will be different. He forgives Lucy each time she tricks him. He has hope the little red haired girl will send that Valentine. He believes that at the next house he won't get rocks in his Halloween bag.
How can you not love someone who lives their life like that?