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As freshman the eight of you got onboard and helped "everyone row the boat" to our first conference championship. While off the ice you helped combat cancer by raising thousands of dollars for Dana Farber Cancer Institute, and slowly started boosting our overall team GPA. There was no sophomore slump as you continued to elevate on the ice for our first 15-win season in years. Yet, it was the little things you continued doing off the ice like supporting our troops through the Lt. Scott Milley Fund, and crushing it in the classroom that made me constantly boast on your behalf. In hindsight, I shouldn't have been surprised your junior year when you welcomed a large incoming first year class and helped them acclimate to the expectation of winning that Assumption hockey is all about. That triple overtime semifinal loss wasn't the outcome we wanted, but it was arguably the purest, cleanest, and best hockey game I have seen and been privileged to be a part of. Beyond individual recognition's on the ice and in the classroom, you collectively contributed to another outstanding cause by walking to end Alzheimer's and raising money for the Central Massachusetts Alzheimer's Association. Your efforts didn't stop there as you continued to volunteer at Habitat for Humanity and participated in the Working for Worcester community service events.

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As I sit here writing this amidst a pandemic, I can't help but recall and share the words an alum gave me; Joe Lane Assumption class of 1960 told me "four years of high school is going to fly by, and college goes even quicker." Clich as it is, time flies boys! Fast forward to your senior year. You nearly beat the number 1 ranked team in the nation, clinched a regular season championship, held the top male team GPA on campus, achieved our third consecutive 15-win season, and had Buffone Arena booming with Greyhound pride on what ended up being one of the last Saturday nights of the semester (A BIG THANK YOU TO HOUND NATION!).

More importantly, you continued to raise the bar in your off ice actions and make an impact outside of Assumption by welcoming Vinny to our roster through a partnership with Team Impact. I can't fail to mention the successful fundraising for the SHINE Initiative at our benefit game and participation in the walk to prevent suicide allowed us to bond, work together, and achieve without wearing skates.

We were fortunate to have completed our season, but my heart breaks that you couldn't enjoy the home stretch of your senior year spring semester, you deserved this time together. As Coach Lance Brady instilled in me, it is a privilege to play college hockey, and I might add a privilege that not many get to experience, especially for four years together as a band of brothers like you guys. Continue to execute the little things because when you do the bigger things tend to take care of themselves. I have no doubt you will each achieve greatness beyond Assumption, and will always keep that bond you share strong. As you may have heard Coach Jenkins say before, "let's put the band back together", please know we will get the group together and celebrate you as soon as we are able. You have left clown size shoes for the incoming eight to fill. Please stay close and know that once a Hound always a Hound. #ProtectThePack #BleedBlue #GOHOUNDS!

I saw a pair of couple leaning against each other under the tree, whispering to each other that I couldn't hear. Mottled tree shadows shone on them, putting on a piece of golden robe for them. The sky was blue and quiet, a few birds flying by occasionally, tweeting gently. I laid on the edge of the window, gradually becoming one with this peaceful sight. Just like immersing in warm water, I bathed in comfy warmth.

I saw a man walking by, stopped for a moment under the tree, then left in a hurry; he had a cellphone in his hands, haggard like a patient. Wind blew, sending his few words to me beside the edge of the window, along with his tone of grovelling. I laid beside the edge of the window, making guesses about the man's work.

First I moved my legs, lifting them up. But just when I moved, I found that my shanks were unable to support the weight of my feet. My feet stuck to the floor, some rotten flesh exposed from my worn out cloth shoes.

Then I moved my arms, they were malformed from being bear down by my body; I wanted to pull them out, but the only thing that came out was a few phalanges with maggots. The worms had drilled holes in it, and rotten flesh filled them.

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