James is a lucky six year old. The ghost of six year old Mike is envious of the current six year old James. This afternoon, after we take in the Marlies game at Ricoh Coliseum from box seats, we get access to the ice for an hour.
I think this is very cool. James thinks it's cool too, but he's too young to realize just how cool it is. I'll take pictures so when he's my age he can look back without the ghosty envy.
