I am Jimmy AKA Sputtertoad

I was born February 11, 1966. My father was stationed in France serving in the military when he met my mother while on leave in Ireland. I’m not sure how long afterwards, but they were married. Mom says I was conceived in France. Which means I was only six months away from being a Frenchman. As fate would have it though, they were stationed stateside just outside Tacoma Washington where I was born. That’s my dad holding me there just before he left for Vietnam. This picture to me is probably one of the most important ones I own. If anything had happened to him then it would be all I would have to remind me of him.

James L Pasch Sr. Born Sep 5th 1936 died Dec 20th 2001

Life was great for the first two years, well except for maybe my first haircut. They say it took four mothersto hold me down so it could be done. Funny thing though, now that I am much older I find it still takes that many. Anyway the first two years like I was saying were great. I had the attention of everyone and got anything I wanted. But my mom has a different opinion on just how great those first two years were. I keep explaining to her that if you’re going to change the baby, don’t wear earrings that look like the mobile in my crib. My dad was still off fighting in a war somewhere, ah but what did I know. I wasn’t even two yet.

My dad returned home form the war and we got stationed to Fort Knox Kentucky. That's where really terrible thing happened, my sister Janet was born. That’s a picture of her and me to the left she now lives in New Mexico. Her and I took different paths in life so we don’t talk too much. I hit the books and the schools she hit the streets and the malls.

Dad was called off to war again, so we moved into some sort of trailer park in the area. It was cheaper and we needed to save all we could.

Finally the war was over and dad was home for good. For the next 10 years we would find ourselves moving from one military base to another. This wasn’t bad mind you. I got to see Washington D.C., Germany twice. Most of the states we drove from base to base and while in Germany I got to see some of the other countries also. By the time I was 16 I had gone around the world 2 ½ times.

Around 1980, dad retired after 22 years in the Army I was fourteen. At first we lived in Florida and I haven’t talked about him much but my father’s drinking had gotten worse and worse with the years. It finally had gotten to the point that my mom divorced him and she returned to California. My mother had remarried to a guy in the Air Force and they we're stationed at Clark Air Force Base in the Philippines. This is where my sister and me split paths. My father gave my sister and me a lot of leeway growing up. In fact we had almost no responsibility. We became nothing more then little punks. I was turning out to be the type of person I didn't want to hang out with. My mom had returned from the Philippines for a visit and asked if either of uswanted to return to the Philippines with her and my new step dad J.C. My mom was always known for being strict and following the rules, something I felt I needed in my life so, I took her up on her offer. Janet however, for fear of a curfew chose to stay behind with our father and dropped out of school in the ninth grade. The picture below is one of the very few I have of me in the Philippines. That’s me in the snoopy shirt and Kerry Lester to the left. We took a hiking trip into the jungle with Mike Marron and Kerry’s father. We actually followed that river into the cave in the background.

After graduation we moved back to the states again where I attended college in a southern California Institute for higher learning where I studied computers. Now I am living in central California working in the government sector under the rule of elected officials.

Well I am running out of room so if there is anything else you want to know about me that I haven't covered here please feel free to drop me an email