A update from a 1957 gallery God, Roger would stop by Phil’s variety store in revere mass on most bruins game nights. He would pile in 3-6 adults and kids into his old car . Thru the tunnel into the garden ,
He never charged us for the tickets or the Hoodsie ice cream.
The neighborhood became a hockey town. produced high school and college championship players. Donnie Collins. David and Richard Wilson. Charlie Henry and the Starkey Brothers. Many more followed. We
had no idea what effect Mr. Naples would have on any of us..

For me it took a kid bound for Jordan marsh Janitor service to a very successsful life .I have played my whole life.except for a 15 year break for bringing up a family. I still play today in very organized NYPD/NYFD robust 60 and over league. My only claim to fame is ,being the only officially licensed “OLD-PUCK” in New York.
Hockey has been my rock of confidence and a instant friend maker.
I only recently realized what a great organization Mr.Naples started , more importantly making such a great contribution to Bean Town Hockey.

At this writing the Bruins are tied 2-2 and heading for game 5 in Boston .
So I am calling on all the Hockey Gods , most notably the Bruins Gallery Gods for a A great win.
A special note to Robert Sheriff,for the phone call that changed my life .

Thanks Bob , and All the Gallery God crew.

“The principle I always go on in writing a novel is to think of the characters in terms of actors in a play. I say to myself, if a big name were playing this part, and if he found that after a strong first act he had practically nothing to do in the second act, he would walk out. Now, then, can I twist the story so as to give him plenty to do all the way through? I believe the only way a writer can keep himself up to the mark is by examining each story quite coldly before he starts writing it and asking himself it is all right as a story. I mean, once you go saying to yourself, “This is a pretty weak plot as it stands, but if I’m such a hell of a writer that my magic touch will make it okay,” you’re sunk. If they aren’t in interesting situations, characters can’t be major characters, not even if you have the rest of the troop talk their heads off about them.”

(Interview, The Paris Review, Issue 64, Winter 1975)”
― P.G. Wodehouse

“But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one’s life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they’ve left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul.”
― Julie Gregory, Sickened: The Memoir of a Munchausen by Proxy Childhood

I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath