My name is Jimmy, I am an Air Force brat and have moved around all over the nation through out my childhood. Went to 10 different schools is 12 grades (grades 1-12), had a new set of friends basically every year and had eyeglasses thicker than coke bottles (thanks mom for my crappy vision). I was always in the 1% of "other" ethnic background children at which ever school I went to, even though I was born in Texas, which at the time wasn't as bad as it is now with cyber bullying being something kids worry about too. Needless to say kids can be cruel and not realize how much names and negative statements can hurt someone's psyche all the name calling and taunting that my childhood brought me made me witty and quick to dish out as much as I'm taking back which led to a weird sort of respect in the sense that those same people that taunted me became some of my best friends... for less than a year before I had to dump them because I moved lol.
Before I get into the details of mi vida loca first I'd like to start all the way from the beginning..yes... my parents... I came from pretty humble beginnings my mother was a taiwanese girl dating a gangster back in the day, before she knew that wasn't what she wanted it was too late. And for anyone that knows once you are involved with a gang in an asian culture its next to impossible to leave, this includes relationships.
My father was a pilot in the Air Force. He was about to get drafted into the army when he figured out a way to get out of the draft. Goto college get a degree and then he would be able to pick and choose which armed forces he wanted to be in and what profession he wanted to pursue, so, it was with that decision that my father became the first person in his family line to graduate from college (hooray dad!). As soon as my father graduated college he picked the Air Force as the way to serve his country, took the pilot test, passed and became an pilot officer during the Vietnam war (the REAL top gun). My father figured that the only way to be as far from the war as possible would be tens of thousands of ft in the air above the war where he didn't have to be shot at or dodge mortars or snag a booby trap and that was where he did his duty from above.
When my father finally got a break from the war he spent his time in Taiwan on a little tiny island off the coast of the main Island called Penghu. Basically the country side of Taiwan. There he met my mother and proceeded to chase her for 2 years. My mother in her broken english would say to my father you crazy American boy leave me alone every time he would see her. Then one day my father visited my mother and she had a bandage on her leg. He asked her what had happened and my mother broke down in tears, she said that the gangster that she was involved with has cut her with a knife because she was trying to leave him and that he told her that if she tried to leave again he would kill her. This was something that my father just could not bear to see, the love of his life hurt both physically and mentally by another person. So he visited this gangster and told ask asked him what it would take for him to leave her alone. The Gangster bf said "money" it would take quite a lot of money to buy her way out of his life so my father did just that.. he emptied his savings gave it to the gangster to buy my mothers freedom from a life she did not want. After such a sacrifice from my father my mother finally saw how much my dad loved her and with her father's blessing my mother went to back to America where they married and are still happily married to this day 45 years later....to be continued...