” He couldn’t remember any time that he ever ran with scissors or crossed the street without holding somebody’s hand so he was confused about th...t sort of thing because it seemed like something he would never do in any situation.Now they wanted him to count backwards like it was something everybody did like it was normal and such.Jimmy had never heard anybody ever count backwards except on the video about a spaceship going up into space and a lady that counted backwards to bring it all to the. "Dad, you were there for most everything, weren't you?"I had tears in my eyes as I said, "As often as I could be." Dad, this is going to be hard to explain. You probably won't believe me but at certain times in my life, I had a calm come over me. I always said it was my Guardian Angel. It began in this picture of me dancing at age five. I was scared, Dad. I was nervous when I felt a calm come over me. The voice said, 'Do it, sweetheart, you can do it. Just move those little feet.' I just. More just a case of being in the right place at the right time than any skill on my part" I retorted."Well, that's all part of being a good hockey player is taking advantage of your opportunities when they come to you. Listen, get out of here and enjoy your day off Mike!" he instructed me."Ok, Chris, have a good day" I replied laughing.I grabbed a quick shower and left the arena. I stopped for a couple of coffees and a dozen donuts at a familiar looking Tim Horton's just like the one's back. I shook my head yes. "Your fantasy was pretty good for a first try. But by our standards it waspretty tame. If you would like to come back tomorrow, we could try anotherone." "Lucky I'm not sure that I can dream up another fantasy by tomorrow thatwill be better than this one." "You don't need to. You and I just lived your fantasy. Tomorrow, we can livesomeone else's fantasy. It doesn't need to be your own fantasy. One of thegreat things about someone else's fantasy is that you don't know what.