I, James Byron Dean, was born February 8 1931, Marion, Indiana. My parents Winton Dean and Mildred Dean, formerly Midred Wilson and myself existed in the state of Indiana until I was six years of age. Dad's work with the government caused a change so Dad, a dental mechanic, was transferred to California. There we lived until the fourth year. Mom became ill and passed out of my life at the age of nine. I never knew the reason for mom's death, in fact it still preys on my mind.
I had always lived such a talented life. I studied violin, played in concerts, tap-danced on theater stages but most of all I like art, to mold and creat things with my hands. I came back to Indiana to live with my uncle. I lost the dancing and violin but not the art. I think my life will be devoted to art and dramatics. And there are so many different fields of art it would be hard to foul up, and if I did there are so many different things to do- farm, sports, science, geology, coaching, teaching, music. I got it and I know if I better myself then there will be no match. A fellow must have confidence.
When living in California my young eyes experienced many things...My hobby, or what I do in my spare time, is motorcycle. I know a lot about them mechanically and I love to ride. I have been in a few races and I have done well. I own a small cycle myself. When I'm not doing that I'm usually engaged in athletics, the heartbeat of every American boy. As one strives to make a goal in life in a game there should be a goal in this crazy world for each of us. I hope I know what mine is--anyway, I'm after it.Home | Browse | Search | Invite | Film | Mail | Blog | Favorites | Forum | Groups | Events | Videos | Music | Comedy | Classifieds
