At 39, I was back in a Red Wings uniform and loving it.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It wasn't until I was at 39 that I joined my first real hockey team. Which was great. I scored a couple of goals here and there, but I wasn't the most graceful thing you've ever seen.
Through the years, I have so many wonderful memories of playing with the Red Wings: winning four Stanley Cups, scoring big goals, going into battle every night side by side with my teammates, playing with every ounce of effort I could muster.
But a funny thing happened four years later. I was invited to play for an alumni team against the Red Wings.
I liked playing in Chicago, and I gave them everything I had, but I knew in my heart I was a Red Wing.
It's been a great honor for me to be a player for the Detroit Red Wings, to play for an Original Six franchise. I know I'm far from perfect, but I learned a lot.
It ain't over at 40. I haven't crested the best part of my career.
I love being in my 40s.
I hated turning 40; the whole idea of it stank. But once I got through it, I was fine.
I was a Marine for 41 years, and it wasn't long enough. We enjoy putting on that uniform.
I'm far more comfortable in my 40s than I ever was.
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