When I was a little boy at Glenwood Springs Elementary School, one of my fondest memories was of that wonderful old gymnasium with its balcony, stage and cathedral windows, and of our PE teacher pacing…
Mike Vidakovich
At first glance, it would appear as though the seven aging gentlemen had gathered at a long table near the back of the local restaurant to escape from the oppressive June heat, have a nice lunch and enjoy each other’s company.
After all, this small group of old friends and teammates don’t get to see much of each other these days. There was a time, though, when they were almost inseparable, especially during a magical winter long ago when they managed to live out a dream that had been years in the making. From boyhood to the difficult early years of being an adult, the plan had been to go out as champions, and on a stage that was as big as the moment allowed.