Detroit Free Press

They were married in a simpler time. The town and the team. They both said, "I do."The team was young and new. The ...

The puck was coming at him. "Uh-oh," he thought. "I gotta stop it. . . . Am I gonna stop it? . . . How do I stop it?" He had enough time to think all this, because the puck was shot from the other end of the ice and was moving pretty slowly. Even so, it went between his legs before he flopped backwards, landed on it, then reached behind him.And then, a smile."I did it," he told himself, looking at the puck. "I made my first save."He was 8 years old.He had just become a goalie.

Maybe they had an argument. I don't really care. All I know is a man was driving a Ford Bronco on the Lodge Freeway last week and a Cadillac pulled alongside him with several passengers inside and next thing you know, someone in the Cadillac was firing bullets. Three of those bullets hit the driver of the truck. He veered off the highway and began to die.An hour later, there was one less person in our city.

* Chicago 31, Detroit 21: Erik Kramer was always a smart, classy guy, so if I see him glancing across the field at ...