If you grew up in Boston you played ice hockey. We came late to the game and had a lot of catching up to do. It was a rugged game but I was a quick study.
Autobiographical comic told in a series of vignettes beginning with the tragic death of the author's brother in childhood and its lifelong repercussions, his forays into thrill seeking, the violence he embraced in ice hockey, and his comical attempts to become a skydiver.
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