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my mothers family came to the americas from germany in the 1700's, they helped settle the ohio valley and one was a brady ranger. they were poor, soldier types, on into regular working class folks.

my fathers family came to the americas in the late 1800's early 1900's from italy and im guessing england. no one really knows my fathers fathers heritage but the nme has origins in england so i'll roll with that. my fathers grandfather, his mothers father was a dockworker in newark? whatever the big port town is in new jersey. somehow at his funeral there were over a thousand people and a flower car. my pops thinks he mustve been mafia. i doubt it but what do i know.

those are the origins of my gene pool. german plebians in the heartland of america, indian killing savages who took scalps. and italian/english weirdos who never made it off the east coast.

my journey began in phoenix arizona, september 29th 1989. i lived there until 1991, my father who wasnt in any bike clubs, was friends with a few dirty dozen members who ended up getting brought into the hells angels. he lent his buddy "flash" his truck to go pick up a stripper to bring back to the dirty dozen clubhouse. it was supposed to be for a bachelor party. turns out it was for a group rape.

my father learning of this, and his truck being in the police description decided phoenix was getting a little to crazy, and in 1991 moved us to tampa florida.

we lived there for around 5-6 years. i grew. my dark brown hair was bleached blonde by the florida sun, and i got bit by a spider and almost died.

when i was around 7-8 my mom decided we were all moving to ohio. she has family here, and for some reason my father decided ok lets go.

we moved to canton ohio, and i've been here ever since. while i've lived in massillon, akron, perry, and canton the area code has been the same.

ohio is my home. ohio is where im from.

im a dirty filthy flyover midwestern to the core.

my past means nothing as 99 percent of my memories are from here.

ohio da god