Hockey season has come to a close in Natick. I help run our town’s Skills Development program and for those unfamiliar, Skills is a clinic that prepares children (and their parents) for hockey. Skating, passing, shooting, edgework, everything but theory.
As we untied our skates for the last time, many parents approached me to thank me and all seemed to ask the same question: "why, and how, do you devote so much time to hockey?" The story is simple and the same for all who asked.
I grew up in a small town in Central NY where hockey was the key to a social life for parents and children alike; certainly a way of life. I was coached by a slew of wonderful, caring, and passionate fathers from all walks of life who were all volunteers. Thanks to the dedication of these men, I was able to learn about, play, and develop my love for hockey. If it were not for them, I would not be here today shaking your hand.
This post is a dedication to all those men who tied their skates for children who wanted to play hockey.
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