On a side note, I wanted to mention that when I was a kid growing up on Long Island in the late 70s early 80s, my dad used to have season tickets to the Islanders. My dad had played Div. I hockey at RPI in the early 60s, and he was trying to make a future college player of me. He spent every game making me pay close attention to how your dad skated. He made me study his body position and leg stride. He always said your dad had the greatest stride he’d ever seen. I’m 43 and playing in adult leagues in Los Angeles now, and every game I still have an image of your dad skating in my head. He was remarkable to watch.

Best of luck with the marriage (and you thought hockey was a full-contact sport!).

Scott Benton