 Basic Info
Name: Dylan Andrew Turner
Nicknames: Dyl, Andy, A.T.
Birth date: July 12th, 1983
Age: 27
Profession: sports writer
Marital Status: married to ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) nessmarie
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Boston, MA
Current Residence: Chicago, IL
Parents: Jacob and Elise Turner
Parents Occupations: dock worker and writer
Siblings: none
Random Info
Car: 2007 Ford Mustang GT
Pets: None
Hobbies: reading, watching sports, ballroom dancing cooking
Languages: English
History
College was a pipe dream for Jacob Turner, no one in the Turner family had ever gone on to higher education, it was the successful ones that wound up getting past high school and moving on to decent waged jobs. Jacob was like his father, and his father before him, they all wound up being dock hands in the harbors of Boston, that was just the way they did things. Jacob ended up meeting a girl from the north side, and unlike Jacob's family, she was a college graduate and wrote for one of the local papers in Boston. They weren't sure what brought them together, or how polar opposites were able to stay so close and so loving for so long, but Jacob and Elise Turner were able to pull it off. With little support and contact from their families, they were able to make a decent life for themselves in Boston, and eventually they greeted their own child into the world, a son by the name of Dylan. Even from a very young age Dylan was a shy boy, he was quiet and tended to keep to himself rather then spend time with the boys on his block. His dad worried about this, but reminded his son constantly that regardless of how many friends he had, and how he kept his time, family was important, above anything else. It was this that kept him from going crazy at times, because he knew that his family had his back, but even that was shaken when his mother left to persue a job in New York City, leaving Jacob and Dylan by themselves to move on with their life in Boston.
With his mother's departure, Dylan retreated further inward, and the only person he ever truly confided in was his father, and even then it was few and far between that the two would talk about anything. They were able to bond, though. His father, not only a hard working man, but a lover of sports, introduced his son to all the great sports teams of old, and of course the present wonders that beheld him. Dylan was never a physically over powering boy, but he loved to watch other people play, he understood the concept and finesse of the game and he loved to watch the masters go at it. From Larry Bird and Robert Parish to Ted Williams and Carl Fisk, Dylan started to find his niche in the world, and much like his mother he started to write about everything that he saw on and off the fields. As he grew up, he started to write longer articles, and wound up writing for not only the school paper but for the year book staff as well. Though his reserved nature had continued through out his life to this very day, he did let himself open up around the people he trusted, though for a long time he wondered if he ever really did.
When he graduated from high school he wanted to go out to the docks, work with his father and pursue the life that his whole family had pursued in the past, but he was stopped by the very men he admired. Dylan was accepted to many schools, and the boys on the dock knew that this life wasn't meant for him, he was chased away, told to get the life none of them could've achieved. Dylan promised to make them proud, and it was then that he moved to Indiana and attended the University of Notre Dame. The moment he stepped foot there he felt like an even bigger outsider then before, but he did his best, and found himself once again the quiet and shy boy who wrote for the school paper and kept to a very few select group of people. He graduated with a degree in English and a minor in journalism, he was back and forth on what he wanted to do, deciding on journalism instead of heading into the world to teach, he moved to New York and took on a job that caused more harm then good as he kept to his Bostonian ways and angered a lot of the local fans.
Dylan had gotten his dream job after writing in New York, he was brought on to write a column for the ESPN website, he kept his job at the Daily News to help his income but he started to become a major player at ESPN. It wasn't long after this that a friend had been annnoying him about getting a life that was more than just sports and writing, he had been set up on a date and he wasn't allowed to stand this girl up. Dylan went, and he had never regretted that since that day. Janessa was a beautiful, funny, witty, perfect woman and Dyaln couldn't help but fall in love instantly when they met. Three years had passed since their first date, after a year they had moved in together, a year after that they were married in Las Vegas, an idea that Dylan had and he had joked about but the two discussed and wound up flying to the City of Sin to get married. Now, they both moved back to Boston, his fathers health was in decline so he decided that it would be best for them to move out there so he can help his father out. It's nice to be home, and now that he's a married man, he honestly thinks Boston is the best place to be.
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