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Name: Scott

Birthday: April 12, 1969

Occupation: Fulltime College student

Sign: Aries

About Me:

    Well, what can I say, I have lived here in Jackson County, Wv all my life. I grew up just outside of Ripley until I was 10 years old, our house had burnt to the ground and we moved elsewhere here in the county. Mom taught me how to do everything a person needed to know to live on their own and not depend on anyone. I still go to that farm when I want to be alone or to show the kids where I grew up.
    After a few years we lived on a farm out Sandyville. I worked in the hay field with only a pair of shoes and shorts, everyone thought I was dumb for that, but I had to work on the tan......lol. And I guess that's where I get my muscle tone. I have only been to the gym for a period of one month, I won that in a raffle.
I knew that I was gay since I was 15, but never acted on it until I was 27. But in the meantime, I met my ex wife Stacey where we worked and we had 2 kids together,Dakota and Adawnika, they are my life, they come first in everything, including a husband.

    During my life I have had many trauma's. From constantly having stitches when I was a kid to watching my mother take her last breathe. I still am having a hard time dealing with that. Momma was my life, we helped each other. I can remember the night I first told her I was gay. We were sitting out on the front porch glider, I said, "Mom, I am gay....I was almost ready to puke....and she looked at me and said, "I knew that, just don't tell your dad". She got up and went to bed. I almost fainted, but was more dumb founded... but after that I went back into the house and went to bed.
    The only other trauma I have had in my life was when I was 8 years old. We still lived just outside of Ripley and my brother and I skipped school, so mom made us cut the yard, rake it and throw the cuttings into a pit, and we took the trash and threw in there. I was on one end and my brother was on the other, there was some smoke coming out of the pit, at the same time I had threw a match and he had thrown some gas into the pit. A fireball came up out of the pit and I was engulfed by it, immediately I took off running to the house screaming and on fire. I ran through the house and out the front door. Mom came behind me and knocked me down and put me out. She called the ambulance and I was in the hospital for a while. The neighbor kids thought it was funny and was calling me names, mom heard about it and made them come into the house and see what I looked like. Of course I looked like a mummy with all the bandages, after that, they didn't think it was funny. I ended up with 2nd and 3rd degree burns on my face, hips, chest and stomach. Sometimes when my body temperature goes up, i can still smell the sauve that mom had to use on my burns. I still have trouble remembering most of my childhood from that incident.

    Now i am a full time college student that is always busy. I do my homework and raise my son, he lives with me, and my little girl when she comes over. I also help take care of Stacey, my ex. She is disabled and i do all her running and errands for her on top of mine. I also take care of the  property for her mom, Carol, she has did a lot for me over the years. Yea, I have a pretty busy life, but it's worth it.

    I am not like most of the guys here in the county. Once they get divorced they leave everything up to the other to make things right and if they have kids, make sure they turn out right. I do my best and tell them that they would not survive the childhood i had. My brothers, sister, and i would ramp big wheels off of a hill behind the house to building homemade go carts. I had a good childhood, just can't recall most of it.

    I can remember once that one of our neighbors kids and I took my first pup and drowned it, that was when i was 6. I can still see mom coming after us with a willow switch, boy did those damn things hurt. But in the long run, i deserved it.