Pickering College - Voyageur Yearbook (Newmarket, Ontario Canada)

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D0 How privileged we were to know him. He brought colour. surprise. elation. happiness, laughter and ioy to each of us. He brightened our days and sparkled our nights. I clearly remember when he arrived at Mazinaw last summer. As the days passed and we came to know him better we were impressed by his constant willingness to help others - and his ability to make our camp such a happy place. We remember . . . we remember his smile - his unforgettable laugh - his guitar and his songs - his preppy clothes which never seemed to get dirty - his enthusiasm - and especially his love for everyone of us which, when he came into our presence, was like the sunshine when it comes out from behind the clouds after a rain. Don loved life completely and he lived it intensely and he shared it universally with everyone. From Don we learned, by his example, how we could come to appreciate our friends and family more. How he loved his family. How he loved his friends and how they loved him and how each was proud of the other. How lucky we were. At Pickering Don was a leader. A Leader in sports where his enthusiasm could lift the spirits when they were down and make all games more fun. A Leader in college life where his sense of fun, his high standards of personal behavior. of organization and of support for the school were positive examples of his fellow students. There are many of them here today and they will remember. And how well we will remember his love for the plays and musicals especially West Side Story last fall. I am sure many of us here today will think of Don every time we hear those great songs and. when we do I hope. we will remember how he made those moments such a happy memory for us all: forever. Don always was willing to go the second mile to help others at school. This year at Pickering he was given the Widdrington Award in recognition of his special contributions to his school and his fellow students. Now he is gone. And all we have left are the wonderful memories. Certainly many of us feel bitter and we feel we have been cheated too. It does not seem fair. Some of us may even question our faith - but. with time, I think we will remember that each of us has a very small place in this vast universe of ours and that there are powers and forces at work which we do not understand. So we have Faith. But, I believe if we can think of Don's life as a gift - a gift we were very fortunate to share for a brief time and is now gone - the burden may be easier. His gift to us was to remind us life is a great adventure- it is a time for fun and a time for friendship. as well as. a time for work. By his example he taught us how we could love our families and our friends more richly and how even one of us, in a short time, can contribute something of value to this often worried world. From the eulogy by Brian Blackstock '56 Don Kellock '84, son of Burt Kellock '52 was killed in a motor accident in July. I 985.

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