So instead of attempting to write an eloquent speech struggling to discover a new jumble of words to describe my great love and belief in this program, I would like to draw your attention to all of the people who have said it before me. Why should I, a single person try to convince you when I have a multitude of voices singing praises on this very blog. If you think that seeing is believing, then I challenge you to watch a Keener at a wave or in a coffee shop. Weather they are surfing the largest hole with a grin on their face, of picking up a piece of trash, I guarantee to you that their behavior and demeanor will stand out like a beacon which is warm, bright, and easy to fallow. So I will leave you now, although my Keener experience is over, the adventure continues. I wish all of my fellow Keeners the best of luck as they fan out across the globe beaming with knowledge and love of kayaking that has grown in them here at Keeners.
Running a Boof at the Upper Petawawa |
To all who think that Keeners might be a fun and nourishing experience, I encourage you to simply read these blogs and the enormous amount of praise that surround this program. And last but not least, I cannot think of a better way to end a final blog than by thanking all of the wonderful coaches and supporters of the Keener program. Each and every coach expresses interest in each individual, making a noticeable effort in learning the strengths and weaknesses of each paddler. For this I am forever grateful. Finally my biggest and warmest thank you to Mommy (Anna) Keener. Though endless banter and craziness she has never once abandoned us. Thank you so much Anna I will miss you. This is Jim Barton and Keeners is the best thing ever!
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