It's a bittersweet parting dear Jimmy, my love. You were my first Shark, my first Boston boy, my first glimpse into the world of AHL hockey (even though you were never in the stands when I wanted you to be.) You made me laugh until I cried. You loved photoshop and you were never without a sarcastic quip ( Read more... )

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