How I Grew Up
March 1, 2007
I was born in England to a Canadian-born mother and an American-born father (which means I'm "triple-national"). When I was six months old, my family moved to Rio De Janeiro, Brazil (because my father became the president of Pepsi-Cola in all of Brazil) -- I spoke my first words in Portuguese, because I was raised mostly by Brazilian servants. When I was two years old we moved to Caracas, Venezuela (because my Dad became the president of Pepsi-Cola in all of South America) -- I spoke fluent Spanish through nursery school in Venezuela. When I was four, the family moved to Darien, Connecticut in the USA, and I became American. I actually got deported when I was six, I think, but Dad nipped that in the bud! I learned to speak three languages by the age of three and completely forgot two of them before I turned five. When I was six, my Dad was a "Big Tobacco" CEO for RJ Reynolds Tobacco, and the family moved to Miami, Florida. When I was nine there was this big corporate "buy-out" of RJ Reynolds and my Dad became the president of RJR Nabisco International -- we moved to London, England. When I was twelve, we randomly (for all I know!) moved to Toronto, Ontario in Canada. It was back to London when I was thirteen, and I stayed at the American School in London for all four years of high school, before heading to college in Miami. Now, I must claim ignorance, because I left out my Dad being a CEO for Del Monte and Campbell's soup, but, there is no question that my Dad is an incredible businessman, and father. What's been holding up my Internet store is Dad reviewing all of the contracts with a merchant account center, an order-processing center, and with fulfillment houses on both sides of the Atlantic. It's been taking a while, but that is because Dad is making sure that everything runs perfectly. So, sorry for the delay in opening the bitchin ass Steve-O store, thank you, I love you, Dad! I see that the Steve-O Army is almost a quarter-million strong. I love it! Fuck the KISS Army! I'll keep you all posted, for now, please, check out the CLASSICS on the homepage of www.steveo.com, I'm watching the counter, folks, so SHOW ME THE HITS! Go to www.steveo.com, thanks, love you all,Steve-O
Steve,
Is the main purpose of this to talk about all the moves while you were growing up, or to explain why the web store is late getting started? I've cleaned up the part about the moves and my career (see below) but for me, it's a real non sequitor to spend all those words describing the moves and my business career, and then to close with three lines saying essentially: "the store's late starting because my Dad's a great businessman and he's taking a lot of time to ensure that the business model and the contracts are right." It just seems very unbalanced, to me.....But anyway, here's a much more factually correct description of the background. It's for you to decide what to do with it.
Love you much....Dad
"How I Grew Up"
I was born in England to a Canadian mother and an American father. I now have citizenship in each of these three countries. When I was six months old, my family moved to Rio de Janeiro, where my father became the president of Pepsi-Cola, Brazil. I spoke my first words in Portuguese, as a result of spending a great deal of time with the Brazilian maids.
When I was two years old we moved to Caracas, Venezuela, as a result of my Dad's promotion to Regional V.P. (in charge of all Pepsi-Cola businesses from Brazil through Central America). I adapted quickly, and spoke fluent Spanish, after just a few weeks of nursery school in Caracas. We remained in Venezuela for only a year, and then moved back to the USA (Darien, Connecticut). Shortly after my fifth birthday, I was served deportation papers, because I wasn't yet a U.S. citizen and nobody had thought to get me legal immigrant status. My Dad got the Pepsi lawyers to "make that problem go away", but it wasn't until I was fourteen that I finally acquired U.S. citizenship (and only then, because my Mom naturalized from Canadian to American). After two years in Connecticut, we moved to Miami, Florida, where Dad joined R.J. Reynolds Tobacco, as president for all of South America. After four years in Miami, the family moved back to London, then Toronto, and finally back to London again. By this time Dad was president of International Nabisco Brands, and determined to stop moving. Believe it or not, he's maintained his home base in London for nearly 20 years!
I attended the American School in London for all four years of high school, before heading to college in Miami.
