Originally published February 10, 2021 I have early memories of my parents strapping BOB Skates onto my bulky winter boots, and letting me shuffle around with my siblings on a natural lake in Southern Alberta. The sense of wonder and freedom I felt at the wide-open space still remains with
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I don’t remember my parents taking us to sporting events when I was a kid. Why? Well, we were immigrants. Popular Canadian sports like basketball, skating or hockey (which my Mum still refers to as “ice hockey”) were not played widely in England or Ireland, where my parents grew up.
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