Outdoor Rink - with my old skates.
One of the good things about this winter has been the outdoor rinks. There is a small rink in a park near my home in Ancaster.
The other day I was by and a father was there with his two sons. One boy was about 6 and his brother was maybe 9. The older boy had a physical disability that I suspect doesn't allow him to play organized hockey, but he was a star on that ice.
Late Sunday afternoon, I witnessed a boy, maybe 11 years old, put on his skates in the bitter cold and hit the ice with a stick and puck. His skating skills suggested to me that he too doesn't play minor hockey - but he was there, by himself, practicing.
I was stunned to see the same scene played out last night, only a different boy of 13 or 14, also lacking the skills a house league player would have at that age, but doing drills of his own design.
These young Canadians have a love for our game and I'm so thankful we have had this cold winter and for the many unseen heroes building rinks in our communities.
So I'm not going to complain about the cold anymore and I hope we have ice through March break at least. There are kids with hockey dreams counting on it!