Jack

Jacks actual trade is Aircraft Maintenance Engineering. With 15+ years experience maintaining helicopters. He worked in the forest industry while still in high school, operating equipment on the road crew, cutting logging roads across the rugged mountains of Western Canada. He went to university to become a Professional Engineer but quit 3/4 through the first year, borrowed $80 from an old high school fuck buddy, left at midnight in his 72 Chevelle, snuck in his parents house, grabbed his work boots, and drove 10 hrs to work with an old friend installing kitchens. Eventually he was hired as a roughneck on the oil rigs. 8 months into that he went to the bar one night and woke up the next morning in some girls bed, the crew truck idling outside, and his crewmate standing over him saying it's time to go to work. Jack said fuck it I quit, leave me here. Took a bus to the closest city, bought his first guitar, and started writing songs about his reckless life and the trail of broken hearts.