I was born and grew up in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia.
A best friend is someone you can count on to help solve your problems. Robbie Grant was my best friend when I was eight years old in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. We would go to karate classes together every third weekend. We would go fishing and clam digging. We went to school together at Ross Road Public School. We were too busy with schoolwork to chase girls.
When I was young I was in the Sick Kids Hospital in Halifax, Nova Scotia for an operation on my appendix. The doctor was very nice and now the doctor is the Vice Premier of Nova Scotia.
When I was seven I went away a lot. I went to group homes to give my mom a break. That made me feel sad because my grandfather passed away and I lost the whole world. He was my best friend. I still think that way. My grandfather’s name was Alfred Cain. He was 80 years old and the first grandfather I ever met. I quit all my jobs that night.
My happiest memory as a child is swimming at the boarding school in Nova Scotia. A favourite place of mine was my childhood house. Our house was blue. I lived there with my grandmother, mom, sister, and Dad. We were surrounded by trees and old 50's cars and bikes. There was a racing car set in the basement. The house was near an IGA. We went to the fairs in the summer.
I was 17 years old and the happiest thing that happened to me was Jack Dill phoned me and told me I was “Principal-for-a-Day” in the Bible Hill Training Centre.
I moved to Toronto six years ago. I worked as a lifeguard and a chef in Nova Scotia.