Long story, I'll try to keep short.... Age is but a number! 3 0r 4 years ago now I was wearing my Bruins hat in the lodge at PowMow in Utah gearing up one morning when an older gentlemen approached and says I heard you fella's talking, where in MA are you from? I tell him and he says no kidding, I lived one town over, what's your name? I tell him and he says no kidding, Do you know Jack?!? I say of course I do, Jack is my father! Turns out they were high school classmates and he had retired to Ogden, UT. Class of 54 or 55 I think which at the time made him 77ish. We finished getting dressed, I sent my buddies on their way telling them I'd catch up in a while. Made a few turns with the guy while he told me stories of their good ole days . Got home and asked my dad who could hardly walk at that point in time about some crazy thing he had done 60 years ago but never told us kids about and the look on his face was worth a million dollars!