Rudy…you grew up with my son and played hockey together from Tykes to Midgets. You called me Mom so I called you my 2nd son. I remember your adopted dad Late Gilbert would come to take you home but you always end up coming back. In fact the whole team came after every home game and turn my basement into a hockey arena. You guys had passion for playing hockey and became very good at it.
I know you will play your best in the heavens, you were always a champ in my eyes.
Rest easy son
