The Final Buzzer Sounds: Tears at the Last Game

In the interest of complete transparency, I will admit that I have been utterly terrified to pen this reflection. Searching for catharsis, I will be reopening a hole in my heart that is still too fresh. Like thousands of parents of high school senior athletes, I recently crossed the inevitable divide that marked the end of my son’s 12 year journey with a sport “we” have loved and shared for most of his life. He is, was and forever will be a hockey player, but the sport itself is almost irrele...