David Dyck

My life took a peculiar turn when I unearthed my true passion. It wasn't within the insatiable hunt for riches, renown, or revelry. Nor was it in an elusive quest for happiness. It was found when I took pen to paper. But not to tell or teach; that would merely echo the abovementioned alliterative mess of ephemeral pursuits. It was to learn. But not learning to find answers, learning to cherish the questions—learning so that I could live.