Just before Christmas 2013, I took my hockey boys out for lunch at Fuddruckers and then we went to Ruckers. After the boys had played a few games, they cashed in their tickets/tokens and collected their prizes. One of the boys got a lollipop, which he gave to me. For some reason, I didn't eat it and set it on my dresser at home beside my keys and wallet. It still sits there to this day. At least twice a day, I look at that lollipop and think about the boys. I say a quick prayer for them. They are a great bunch of "young men" that God has blessed me with and I appreciate them being a part of my life.