Derrick was born on a warm Spring morning. He got older, which happens to the more unfortunate of us, and then he started drawing fun letters all over his homework. He never stopped drawing but did stop doing his homework. That had unfortunate results, but, in the long run, he still successfully lost his hair, made a family, and did okay with understanding comma placement. He is, however, terrible at writing about himself. As a result, this is all he is writing.