I've discovered that the less I say, the more rumors I start.
All I can say is it's improper to criticize someone 30 years later.
I was 13 when I developed the classic symptoms of a person who gets diabetes: a lot of weight loss, a tremendous thirst, and blurry eyesight. My mom took me to the hospital, and the doctors took some blood tests. My blood sugar was so high that they knew right away.
We take the shortest route to the puck and arrive in ill humor.
If I hadn't learned to lay on a two-hander once in a while, I'd never have left Flin Flon.