This past weekend I was fortunate enough to go to a gathering with none other then Mr. Stanley Cup. We headed up to Mitchell where the cup was arriving with one of the towns prodigal sons. Right from our arrival it was impossible to miss the cup. Standing in the corner proudly illuminating the backyard with his luster, it engulfed your attention immediately as crowds marveled in a respect and admiration that was truly remarkable. How does one meet Lord Stanley? Well, conveniently on Thursday night my lovely sister in law called my family and informed us that her brother…
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