When our youngest son was a teenager, Terry was the manager of his soccer team...
At the time, we had a large van. Many a weekend Terry would load up the van with team members and head out for a few days - to a tournament or game somewhere in Ontario (Peterborough,Toronto or Mississauga). Or maybe in Quebec (Montreal, Granby, Quebec City...)
The rest of the family had no interest in going - besides, there was no room for us in the van. So we'd stay home.
This went on for years!
The players and parents who were part of that team forged a bond of friendship that didn't end when the boys went to university.. .
They were there when teammates got married...
Occasionally they'd get together just for fun - like one winter when they went curling!
So it's always interesting to me when Terry gets together with any of these guys - as he did recently in Hamilton.
He is so happy!
They're like a second family!
Only now they're grown men - physio-therapists, teachers, lawyers, fire fighters in different parts of Canada. Some are married, with kids of their own...
He's so proud of them all!
And they still know him as "Papa Hutch"!
(Sorry, Terry! There must bea dozen team photos in the house - but I can't find a single one!)
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