Here we were, outsider another hockey arena, trying to figure out what to do after our planned dinner destination didn’t pan out. It was not lost on me that I dug up and posted an old blog entry about this very topic, and how a last-minute change-up in dinner plans turned what should have been […]Read more "This Time It Was Different"
I was a little sad and angry and hurt Monday morning. All the feel-good moments, and there have been lots of them of late, don’t temper those feelings when anxiety arrives and denies my son a good night’s sleep, the simple and richly deserved reward for another day spent following his routines, pursuing his goals, […]Read more "Born To Resist"
Back in October, when the NHL season was still ripe with possibility, Ryan and I went to the San Jose Sharks’ morning skate at Prudential Center as guests of the team. We were there so Ryan could attend practice and visit the players for the second time in a matter of months. While we were […]Read more "A Couple of Hockey Lifers"
Ed. Note: I’m one of those people who has 50,000 emails in their work inbox at any given time, going back about five years. I was searching for something from that time period the other day, when I stumbled upon the following. It was a blog post I wrote, but never published (nor quite finished) […]Read more "A Window in Time"
Here’s a little something to brighten up your day. I posted this on the blog’s Facebook page last night, but it needs a fuller airing. Meet Cammy, a young Chicago Blackhawks fan. Cammy was born unable to walk or speak. But she loves the Blackhawks. Just ask her, she’ll tell you — since as we […]Read more "Cammy"