I am remembering back, 65 years or so, when on Christmas day my younger brother and I would get up early, open or presents, usually a pair of skates or a hockey stick. We got dressed warm and walk a mile or so down the road to our best friends home before they were up. After they finished their breakfast we would go to the ice pond where all the young men would meet to play hockey all day. O, how I miss those times of playing hockey and fellowship with those dear folk.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
~ WINSTON STAPLES
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