Thrasher Magazine January 1993 — Page 1
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JAMES RAY KELCH
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AN AMERICAN STORY
I was bom in Hamilton, Ohio, in the 70s. I lived in a lot of different places due to the fact that my parents
were in the military. We lived in Germany from the time I was in second grade to thth grade. I cut school for
the first time in third grade, played in the woods and got poison ivy on the big 'D. I think that's what
started this young trash on a rampage. I used to go hunting a lot, but I didn't want to kill the deer, sol
would just shoot them in the ass or something. Before I knew it had two little brothers I let them grow up
before I started beating their asses. One time, my brother Jack stole my shirt, I don't know what happened,
but all of a sudden he was over my shoulder being hung by the neck. His esthime didn't help him much in
this situation. I used to beat them up all the time because I loved them. Tough love. I got my first boerd
from a messed up skate shop in San Leandro It was a Lester Kasai, splash graphics. I think my parents want
ed me to do other things besides skate. It seemed like a big hassle so had to move to Florido to live with
my real dad for awhile. (My folks had split up) Actually that didn't last that long at all. I got suspended
from school for fighting so Ded tried to teach me not to fight by fighting me when I got home. Pops went
down in the big beat down and that was the end of my stay in Florida. Well, in 89 my mom was
going to move to Ohio from SE I couldn't hang, so I stayed in SF with no money and no place to live. I lived
with my friend Jake, moneyless for about three years. Lived like a dirty vagrant. Hooked up with Tommy
Salman, Jim, Kelly, Sluggo and Jeff. Now I'm HOME I don't know you but I love you
James Kelch
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