Hockey Night in Saskatchewan

Re-blogging this for all you hockey fans.

Irene Pylypec

taylor-friehl-1301748-unsplash“Let’s play hockey!” was an oft repeated phrase by kids growing up on the Canadian prairies. For me, a kid who grew up on a farm four miles from the village of Yellow Creek, Saskatchewan, that meant lacing up my skates and heading to the outdoor rink at recess with my classmates – boys and girls alike.

Meanwhile, back on the farm, hockey took a slightly different twist. Hockey pucks were expensive and had the curious habit of disappearing into snowbanks never to be seen again until spring thaw. So, frozen horse turds served as an admirable substitute in a game of barnyard shinny. When my older brother’s friends dropped by, play resumed on our private playground – the frozen slough in the midst of the Gryba bush. The Gryba family owned the mostly-uncleared piece of land across the grid road opposite to our farm but did not live there. …

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Author: authorirene

Irene Pylypec is a baby boomer who suffers from Peter Pan Syndrome. Born to immigrants from Ukraine, she spent her childhood on the Canadian prairie where all family members contributed to the operation of a small, self-sustaining farm. Irene spent many hours per day tending a flock of sheep. She read many a book with her trusty dog by her side helping to keep watch. Sometimes she would just lie on her back and watch the cumulus clouds create ever-changing shapes in the expansive prairie sky and daydream of life in foreign lands. As an adult, she traveled to some of these foreign lands. In her writing, her compelling narrative voice takes you on a journey back in time as you walk side-by-side with her on her many adventures and misadventures.

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