As another season draws to a close and the sound of the ice crunching beneath my feet is nothing more than a distant memory thoughts of seasons gone by fill my head. Thoughts of friends that I've lost and friends I've made, stories shared of good times of past and good times ahead. I sit and think of all the events that have taken place over the past months and I can feel the corners of my lips curl into a smile as the winters antics dance in my head. Emory es are gifts that can never be taken, blessed I am to have shared them with my friends! Thanks to all my fellow ice men who braved the elements to stare out over the frozen waters and share in moments with me!
Ps.quackpot, grant, dave, rodger, and all the rest! I know who you sre! Thank you!
