As you doubtless know, I consider it my responsibility to be
a guardian of my friends health. Itâs just the giving nature of the person that
I am. I canât really help it, but as some have commented I am something of a
carer, some have even used the word âhealerâ.
I suppose that when one is gifted in this particular
direction it is unfair on others to ignore this talent. Which brings me to my
concerns recently for Sylvester. I expect youâre aware that he drives the
Zamboni at the local ice rink on occasion. I should also point out that here in
Montreal Hockey is something of a religion. To be a driver of the Zamboni is to
be a high priest in the church.
However, in this particular church there appears to be
something of a schism. Maurice, another Zamboni driver, has been going wild on
the ice in a manner that irritates Sylvester and things have reach boiling
point. While the details of the matter are beyond me, it appears Maurice has
been âfreestylingâ on the ice.
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