It's been ten years, so I should write a retrospective about my time at Holiday Sports. I've mentioned it in passing enough times that I might as well just fill up a few journal entries about it ... otherwise I'll end up forgetting about all the different things that happened back then, from trips to Perkins to ice fishing with Brian and his brother on Lake Mille Lacs over New Years 1995. The thought of forgetting about those 16 months actually scares me some because I really did enjoy working for them and I miss the people I worked with. It was probably one of the happiest periods I can think of since I entered the workforce. Perhaps that was because of the simplicity of the work?