I was born in a small little town outta Texas, grew up with my paw, my maw, and my three brothers. My paw taught me howta shoot when I was just a boy, maybe 5-6 and I've been shootin ever since. Really kick some be-hind with a good ol' shotgun and some buck. I moved to Alabama at about 18 in search of some work. Found a job with a woodcuttin company in Huntsville. After about a month I realized most people on the job went to a little church called "the rock family worship center" or somethin like 'at. That's where I met my best bud Cliff Duke Jackson. I kept on goin to that church after that first Sunday, gave a few bucks every week, and afterwards go muddin in my truck before work. But after a while, those few bucks just din' seem like enough. so Cliff let me in on his scheme to make and sell bootleg moonshine to get some more money for the church. I thought it sounded like a great plan and helped gather up all the materials he needed. We cooked up so much darn shine that we fixed up our church and build new one's. Then, about the time I was 20, and cliff was 18, the priest said he was sending us boys on out to some foreign country to spread the word of god. So we packed and hopped on a plane all the way over to Chernarus. We kept up our mission for Jesus for about 3 months, and at about that time, something strange started happening. The airports shut down, the borders shut down, and we were pretty much stuck. The church took in anyone that could make it and wasn't sick, but we couldn't take in everybody. Then about a week later, we found out why the airports were shut down. The dead, didn't stay dead, they became aggressive, violent killin machines. And all the noise us church folk were makin sure did rile them up. One night, they breached out doors, no one knows how, but we ran, all of us. Me and my best buddy cliff ran like lightnin to the hills. From that night forward, me and cliff made a new mission, rebuild the church, stronger, better, so that all people of the lord have a safe haven, and spread the lord's word to all folks we meet. And to make sure everyone has a bottle a shine.