About Me

My earliest recollections trace back to the Philippines, where the air was filled with the scent of clothes drying in the sun and the faint aroma of chocolate milk from a bottle. There, too, was the comforting sound of breakfast being prepared, the soft scratch of a pencil, and the gentle twirl of a brush in a cup. In the distance, the rattle of chains, the clattering of tools, and the hum of engines painted the soundtrack of my youth. I was immersed in a world of the working class—educators, engineers, and artisans—figures who shaped my ideals and who, in many ways, were my role models.

A kid from Queens, New York, with a lot of heart. Tinkerer. Jack of all trades; master of none.



I was christened John, but called Jack—after John Fitzgerald Kennedy, a name bestowed upon me with great hope. My grandparents were firm believers in hard work and the pursuit of ideas, a philosophy passed down to my parents, who instilled it in me. I took up my first pencil with my left hand, defying a world that favored the right. I became someone with vision, someone who saw the future as a canvas, ready to be filled with the reality I could create.

Technology entered my life later, but from the moment I touched an Atari 2600, I was hooked—not just on playing, but on understanding how it worked. This curiosity, this drive to uncover the workings of the world, has been my purpose ever since. Who am I? A kid from Queens, New York, with a lot of heart. A tinkerer, a Jack of all trades, and a master of none.

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