Hello, my name is Jeremy. A little about me; I was born in 1972 and adopted shortly after. Unfortunately I lost my adopted dad when I was a toddler and my mom raised me ever since. I grew up in Ephrata, a small town in Central Washington and graduated from there. I loved playing football and baseball, and was also active in band and jazz band.

I was born and raised in Klamath Falls, Oregon. My early years were a mix of adjusting to my parents’ divorce and learning how to suck it up and keep moving. After years of seclusion and homeschooling under my grandmas tutelage; my dad, younger brother, and me moved into town. I quickly exploited my new freedom by exploring all the ways I could get into trouble. I started with marijuana and alcohol but progressed quickly to anything I could get my hands on.

Hi, my name is Steve.  I grew up outside the quiet town of Brownsville, Oregon.  I’m the third oldest of eight kids and my parents’ home schooled all of us until we reached at least 15 years of age.  Needless to say, it was quite the experience growing up in that environment.  Although there were some considerable advantages being brought up like that, there were some disadvantages as well.  One disadvantage was that I had practically zero knowledge of or exposure to drugs and alcohol until I moved out when I turned 18.

I’ve lived in Eugene, Oregon or the close surrounding areas all of my life.  Growing up, I never dreamed of having life-controlling addictions or making decisions to serve a life of slavery over my family. 

I had what I considered to be a normal, even privileged childhood.  I got to play sports, my family was very close, always going camping and enjoying lots of outdoor activities.  This kept me pretty grounded throughout my adolescent and young adult years.