Member No.: 39
Joined: 3-August 11
AS PORTRAYED BY ANDREW COOPER
Dob: August 5th 1927
Pob: Abilene, o' course.
Age: 22 (or 23, if it's after August 5th in 1950.)
Location: Mull River Court
Occupation: He works at Capello Lanes.
I KNOW I'VE DREAMT YOU A SIN AND A LIE
AND I HAVE MY FREEDOM BUT I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME
Weight: 157 lbs
Hair: Brown, often greased back like most of the 1950s.
Eyes: Green eyes.
Likes: All them Dolls, racing and his job at the bowling alley.
Dislikes:: People who worry too much, drunks, those who trash the bowling alley.
Mother: Lisa Fontaine, 44
Father: Clyde Fontaine, 45
Sibling(s): Clyde Fontaine, jr., 19; Annie Fontaine, 21; Jennifer Fontaine, 17.
FATE HAS BEEN SUFFERED AND TEARS MUST BE CRIED
SO LET'S DO SOME LIVING AFTER WE DIE
M' name's James Fontaine. I'm the oldest of five kids, from an all-american family. That don't mean I's been 'round since before the pilgrims', but we've been here since the revolution, 'least. Ma's great grandfather was some kinda' hero during the war, not the world war but the revolution. My pa was in the war, lucky, I say. He was off in Europe when I was born, only came home once in a while. Sure, he sent us letters but 'spose we didn't know much 'bout what was goin on in his life. I remember my parents' talkin bout when I was born, right after 3:00PM, they said. Say I was lucky, back then they didn't have kids birthed in hospitals, had these things called Midwives that were sposed' to be specialists at birthing at home. Lucky for us, me and all my siblins' were born in a hospital. We's had a drive a far bit, sure, but I don't remember much. I'm 22 now after all, it's been a long strange journey if you ask me.
I'm 'bout six feet tall, maybe a little tall for my age, sure, but after this I hear it all goes down hill. I'm not weak, not by a long shot. Guess I's been lucky I ain't been drafted for the war, over in Korea, I'm sure you heard about it. I hear one or two of the kids I went to school with got sent o'er seas. Sad stuff, might come back heroes or maybe they'll be comin' back without legs. Pa' was lucky he came back with all his arms and legs. It's a good thing he lived, woulda been hell growin up without a father long as I know. He taught me football and baseball, two of the finest sports I've ever known. I listen to 'em on the radio, sometimes if I'm lucky we'll get 'em on the television. That TV, that's a world class invention right there. Wonder what's next, don't ya? Like a big ol' calculator 'cept it can do lots more, like give you answers to all the questions ya' need to know. That's far out if ya' ask me.
I tell ya, this gig at the bowlin' alley has me made in the shade. I been seein' lots a greasers around there lately, makin lots of trouble. Really pisses me off, ya' know? I work pretty hard around the place, there's not really a rank about me, so I ain't workin for a promotion. But the pay can get better. Usually does. I've been seein some'a these guys who could use a real wig chop. But that's just me, I may be the tallest guy 'round sometimes, but not the toughest. I tell ya, I've been thinking bout' signin up for the war. It's got be a real fun thing to go off over there an' come back a hero. Course, that ain't always how it goes. I figure I could go for a real good tube steak sometimes. Y'know, they got some real good at the diner.
Durin' high school I say I got all the dames. Maybe that was just me, ya' know, had a sophie or two. But that's just what it is. Now I don't really commit m'self too much, out here in nowheresville. Ya' know I was jokin bout that made in the shade deal out at the bowlin' alley. Sometimes I wish I could move out to hollywood, hear they got some real good actin' jobs out there. Maybe one day I'd come back out here, buy a house on Sunset and live out the rest of my days. Think about a guy from Abilene makin it big out in the real world. I couldn't imagine it, maybe you could. Maybe I'm just a way-out guy. Malt Shops and Rock and Roll though, those are my two favorite things. Could just make enough money to quit my job at the bowlin alley and live on malts, huh?
WILD HORSES COULDN'T DRAG ME AWAY
WILD, WILD HORSES; WE'LL RIDE THEM SOMEDAY
if you want to Male
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