Born and raised in the town of Statesboro, Georgia, Stephen and his parents lived what many could consider to be a poverty-stricken lifestyle, food wasn't always plentiful, and lingering racism in the States from the earlier decades was a large factor when it came to not only Stephen's life, but his parents' livelihood also. Stephen had to adapt and learn to depend on himself instead of others. As he grew up he isolated himself due to the constant racism and bullying from his peers. He never felt sorry for himself, but he felt like he was owed a better life than this. Stephen shifted throughout Georgia for the beginning of his adult life, holding down dead end jobs from Athens to Sandy Springs. He realized, with a prominent hunting scene in Georgia, he could probably make more money following that career. He took up amateur hunting and gamekeeping in-season, and held down several low-paying jobs, barely being able to pay his bills or bring in food. By the time the late eighties and nineties rolled around, Stephen, like many others his age, thought obliged to answer the call to duty and serve his country in the gulf war, despite feeling misused and mistreated by the country he worked hard in. Stephen failed to pass basic training however due to physical inadequacies, an issue which would plague him for the majority of his life. Stephen eventually had enough of the United States and in what could be considered an irrational and impulsive move, he elected to settle in a different country. Chernarus was hardly Stephen's first choice, some European countries still held the same misplaced prejudices as the States, but he chose it due to the inexpensive move and a fairly modest price on property, even if it was somewhat old and worn out. Stephen moved a year or two before the outbreak started. He lived in a small apartment block on the western side of Berezino, ill-furbished and almost inhospitable, but he had to make do. Hunting became less and less of a frequent occurrence for Stephen, and instead he was forced to work as a shop assistant in the town center. It was poor wages and very difficult with the language barrier, but he worked at it. By the time the outbreak came about Stephen was at home, shifting some new albeit second-hand furniture up to his apartment. The first he heard of the outbreak and of the rapid spread he decided he wasn't waiting to find out what it was. In what can only be described as an act of pure impulse and gut-feeling, Stephen collected his things and began to move west of his hometown. Now, Stephen searches for sanctuary, alone... in the woods.