Joseph "Joe" Caleno was born to a family of hard working lower class Italian-Americans mostly specializing in carpentry in The Bronx, New York. At a young age Joe took an interest in variables, luck and observation leading to a passion for mathematics however his lack of skill in the field lead to consistent failure. It didn't take long for him to find a home utilizing his passion for the following in gambling, at age 10 in the 5th grade Joe was usually found teaching his friends games revolving around cards and dice. Due to attending a Catholic Private School these items were considered contraband leading to Joe getting in enough trouble to get expelled by 8th grade. Back home Joe was outcasted from most family activities due to his constant bad behavior so he took to the streets and started his own "family" filled with lackey delinquents. At age 16 Joe was ordered to leave the household and found a home in the slums of Brooklyn where his friends would foster him and he's meet plenty of colorful gangster-like characters at local bars, clubs and social clubs. Bosses and their inferiors took a liking to Joe and his antics with gambling, often trusting Joe with their money to place bets and rally some extra income. Even he though a failure at math his observation skills only increased and was able to get tips on rigged games, boxing matches and "suckers" financing his lavish lifestyle. By age 27 Joe was well established in New York especially with the Italian Cosa Nostra as Joey "Numbers" Caleno, the next big move was to travel to Moscow on a mission from Boss Ciro Fatone to play a high stakes poker match rigged for Caleno's success. Landing in Istanbul for his connection flight Joe was greeted by his connection , Sal Coronado, and they boarded their flight to Moscow. Due to mechanical errors within the aircraft Joe was landed in Chernarus for immediate maintenance, later discovering that his aircraft was no longer air worthy, simultaneously the outbreak occurred throwing this self made high class city-slicker in a third world country's grievance with mother nature. His only goal at this point is to find himself a way out of the hell he's presented, get back to the city and be greeted by his warm bed, fancy clothes, fine food and Rolls Royce, completely ignorant to the world's fate.