My sister, she played with my grandparents, my aunts and my uncles. That's mainly what we did. It must be in the blood or something. We just really enjoy curling so much.

My dad played here in the '50s, I spent a lot of time in this area, my grandparents lived here, I played for the (Minnesota) North Stars for a short time and my dad won a Stanley Cup in this state. It's a place I'm very familiar with and that's why playing against Minnesota in Minneapolis makes the afternoon very special.

I've been tossing around the idea of a kids game. It would bring in the aunts, uncles, and grandparents.

Being grandparents sufficiently removes us from the responsibilities so that we can be friends.

I can think of no one that my grandparents knew, that told me stories and that I experienced myself, had any sense of social inferiority growing up in segregated Washington. None whatsoever.

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