It was a snow day in 1968 … Three bored bantam in players home alone, passing it around in the garage. One had the bright idea that putting it in the dryer (from outside the garage) would be good practice for wrist shots. When THEIR mother came home … Let’s just say that NOBODY was happy, including MY parents.
That was our garage door, except red. I learned how to replace all the windows in the man door, and the roll up too. Then I learned how to replace a roll up itself. Then I learned how to make a framed insert with heavy fencing that went in the roll up opening to prevent the new one, form looking like the old one..... Then I learned how to replace the back patio fence boards because that's where I started....I had a hell of a hard slap shot though......Ain't nobody in the rink knew where it was going, including me though