Biography of a family member
The Godfather
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My godfather's name is Kevin. He was chosen to be my godfather long before I was born. My mother chose him because he is like a brother to her. His parents are my mom's godparents too. So, it sort of carries on a family tradition. Another generation tied to another.
Whose godfathers would do these things? Take time off work to take their godchild to his doctor visits. Drive 4 hours to help move you to another house and stay with you to be sure you feel safe. Watch scary movies with you. Shop all over town for the exact gift you want, even though he hates shopping. Be the subject of a show and tell for a bunch of kindergarteners. Go on a big trip to Florida to make you feel safer about flying for the first time. These are just the many examples of what my godfather does for me.
Kevin lives in the Milwaukee area. He works for a landscaping company. Whenever we visit each other, we have a great time and many laughs. He also guides me, teaches me things, and has been a great role model. When I was confirmed, I took Michael as my confirmation name in his honor.
I will never forget the time when I was afraid to go into the lake behind his house. He told me the water was fine. When I went in the water, I felt cold and could smell the exhaust smoke from the boats as they went by. I also could feel the seaweed under my feet, but soon I got used to all of that. We had a good time when my Mom, Kevin, Max, and I started to swim. Then you couldn't get us out of the water until after dark.
Kevin is my second favorite family member. I look up to Kevin. I have told my mother many times that when I grow up, I want to be like him. Kevin has no children of his own. I am not just his godson; he makes me feel more like "his son."