Charles Bronson felt like the ‘lowliest of men’ when he worked at the coal mine as a kid

The glitz surrounding Hollywood actors may make it look like every star was born into fame. But this is certainly not always the case, and definitely wasn’t for the legendary Hollywood star, Charles Bronson.

Born in 1921 as Charles Dennis Buchinsky, Bronson had a difficult journey and childhood in particular, growing up in a coal mining town in Croyle Township, about 60 miles from Pittsburgh.

He experienced childhood alongside another 14 siblings, coming in at 9th out of the total 15. While everyone knows just how expensive a single child could be, just imagine the pressure when the family is dirt poor. This was exactly the case for Bronson.

Bronson and the massive family lived in a small, company-built shack just a few yards from the coal car tracks. The house was completely inadequate to house such a large family: it was so small, they had to take turns sleeping.

“There was no love in my house,” he said. “The only physical contact I had with my mother was when she took me between her knees to pull the lice out of my hair.”

But it wasn’t just the Bronson family who had it bad: the entire town was a rather miserable and hopeless place, serving only company officials who wanted to facilitate the coal mining and maximize profits.

Charles Bronson in NYC. | Source: Getty Images

There was little nature, the drinking water was sub-par, and prospects were dark. It’s no surprise then that Bronson has described his childhood as lonely and unhappy.

Things got increasingly difficult around the time Bronson was a teenager and his father passed away. While he was already used to haggling for small change, he now had to quit school to support his family. Naturally, this could only mean one thing: getting a job as a coal miner.

Memories of this phase of his life haunted Bronson well into adulthood, with him never forgetting the backbreaking work or the powerful smell of coal in his nostrils. Bronson felt that he was living on his hands and knees, breathing black dust.

He has often also vividly recalled the many headaches that mining work gave him, and how his hands were always rough and dirty. Bronson has said that he felt he was born with a shovel in his mouth, not a spoon.

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