The crowd has always amazed me, the way they roar to life when you glide to center ice; almost as miraculous as watching the intricate art of the skilled physician, breathing life into the lifeless.

The man of a million faces, the hope and dreams of a generation, A clown and a Romeo. existing in the physicians world... breathing life into the lifeless.

But giving the breath of life is life taking, emotional... Fans looking to you to be the role model, the guide... the ground breaker now for the next generation... (But wasn't it only yesterday that you were the next generation?) And how, when you go home to your own life do you balance the role of guide, or God?

Skate God For Life... that was the title, right? Every move on ice poetry, and every move off scrutinized... Causes reflection... Where does the ice end And your front door begin??