Day 68 - Danny (1st person I approached)
March 09, 2014 - Danny was born in Calgary, and when he was five years old, his family moved to Toronto. Danny is the second oldest of seven children.
“We are a very close family, and as the second oldest, there certainly was some responsibility that came with it. We are not all so close in age, but we are very close as a family,” Danny said.
His parents had hoped that he would go to University to study and become a doctor or lawyer, but that wasn’t what Danny wanted to do.
“I have always wanted to try different things. My older brother was in the Air Cadets, and he would talk to me about that. For a while I thought about becoming an Aviation Mechanic. I started a training course with a goal of a career in aviation, but after two months, I knew it wasn’t what I wanted to do” he said.
Danny tells me he has tried a number of different things, but always knew that he wanted to do something with his hands.
“I like to take things apart, and figure out how to put them back together again,” Danny said.
When I asked if he did that as a child, he replies excitedly
”Yes! with Lego. I loved building things with Lego!”
Over the years Danny has lived in a few different places travelling from coast to coast, to coast. After Toronto, he spent some time in Campbell River, then went back to Calgary, where some of his family live. HIs parents divorced, and his mother lives in Calgary now. Currently he is living back in Campbell River. Danny’s father and stepmother are living there as well, with him. Danny is training to be an automotive mechanic. He spent a few years learning about mechanics by working in various garages, and now is in the apprenticeship stage of a four year program.
Danny tells me that he is happy with his life right now. When I ask if he wants to be a mechanic, he smiles and tells me
“I look at life as a journey, with many doors. When one door closes another door opens. I like to keep myself open to possibilities. We sometimes are heading down one path in life, and something happens and you change direction. Another door opens, and you try something else. Sometimes, the door opening can be frightening, but I always remind myself, it’s okay. It’s okay to keep moving forward.“ #notastranger