You were a generous guest in a (now closed) restaurant in Clayton Park and I was lucky to have you in my section that day. You said I was a great waitress. Your daughters were excited about a Moosehead game, I shared that my grandad and I LOVED the Mooseheads too! You came back with 6 books of season tickets, to let me choose whatever game I wished! I chose a PEI Rockets game because that’s where my grandad was from. A month later they were the 2nd best team at that point in the season. I pictured you cursing me for taking your seats during this important game, but maybe not. We had a great time, with family and friends. Grandad was diagnosed with cancer about a week later. He passed away January 20th, and that was his last hockey game. Thank you for your generosity and kindness. You don’t know it, but you gave him the chance to see his last hockey game on earth. — Puck Bunny Granddaughter
This article appears in Feb 7-13, 2013.
NO, I AM NOT CRYING RIGHT NOW.
I have something in my eye. That’s all.
*sob*
Nice story PBG
That was actually a pretty decent one, thanks for sharing OL
thank you for sharing this warm memory with us
Damnit… I can’t physically come to make myself be angry at this one….
SEE everyone else, THIS is what the section was truly for.
^^ EXACTLY ZZZ. not some simpering little crush.