Born on a U.S. Air Force base in Germany and raised across scattered corners of the Midwest, he’s been on his own since he was thirteen—sleeping in parks, forests, and shelters, always keeping one eye open. He talks about being homeschooled on a Nebraska farm, losing his mother to addiction, and surviving brutal Denver winters with nothing but a sleeping bag and his dog, Man Cub.

There’s no self-pity in his voice—just a sharp memory, dark humor, and a deep understanding of how trust can cost you everything. He volunteers to feed his dog, avoids hard drugs out of principle, and stays connected through a cracked smartphone loaded with playlists and appointments.

This is a story about survival, loyalty, and the quiet philosophies built when you live outside the frame.