Re: Being a Hockey Parent
Cherish this though, I know he does.
When I was a pup playing peewee my dad was workin in the homicide devision at the time, being that we lived in a large county in SoCal someone was always dying so he was always gone. But to this day one of the best memories I have of my old man is how no matter how swamped he was he'd show up just before my games and tue my skates up good and tight. Even when he couldn't stay for the game.
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