Douglas Keddy

This is my father, I feel like he is a hero, because he have done many good things in his lifetime. And for his family, since he rasied his own children, alike me.

He grew up on a poor farm, with his 4 brothers, and 2 sisters. He worked very hard, and could not get available to have a lot of fun. He gets up very early in the morning, and goes to bed late at night, after his homework hour.

I would like to thank my father, since he is moving to Africa for his career, he have made me change. Since I grew up, I didnt did well in school, well not that bad, but better today, because my father, always had to use his patient as his stress to affect me to understand what is wrong and right, and tries to make me not say bad things. And my father work hard to make me try and invole many actives alike scout, as I got my cheif banadge from my father. I felt bad but still I wanted to thank my father big, he bought me 2 computers for myself in my lifetime since, the first one was in June 1997 for my birthday, and the second one was in May 2002. I didnt use them properly and wasted my life on them. But today it is a bit different, because I am 17, I have my own G2, Ontario Driver's License and my own insurance under my mother, and I am starting to stick out of the house.

And my dad sure had a lot of patient becuase he have 2 other childrens to raise, of of 3, with his wife and ex wife. His first son, Chuck, my step-brother, is graduating Acatia University, and is getting a job. My father really had a big time getting him to have his future ahead, but there were something that didnt make him happy, including me too. But it went along great.

He and my mother did many good things to me and my sister, Ashley, they prepared a lot of travelling in my life. I traveled over Canada, and Eastern USA, also Holland, and Germany; at 5 of age. THey did that to try and affect me and my sister to understand what the world is alike, and to be knowledge for school, but I still didnt get the mark for that, because of what I am. I have a part of something in my mind, that is deficition, that which I cant always remember everything well. And dad is really a intilligent man, he have many different knowledges that everytime I ask any stupid questions or hard questions or whatever, he always have the avaialble to answer then all. But one thing that disppostes me is that he dont share everything, but it doesnt really worth anything to me, after all.