Missing Hobbies Amid Pandemic: Maven Reporter Yearns for 'Old Man Hockey'

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A loss like no other or a loss of a different kind? The coronavirus pandemic can be summed up in one word: loss.

In the months since the coronavirus pandemic hit the United States, we have all experienced loss of one form or another. We have lost loved ones. We have lost our jobs. We have lost income. We have lost our work spaces.

And, though it might seem small by comparison, many of us have lost our hobbies and diversions.

In my case, I’ve lost old man hockey. That’s right, I’m still playing hockey—though some call that an overstatement—at my advanced age. It’s not about trying to relive one’s youth. Rather, it’s about the feeling that it gives you of being youthful, of skating on a shoveled-off pond till the streetlights turn off and the owls start to hoot.

And today, I even miss—as hard to believe as it may seem—the putrid smell of the locker rooms. I miss the camaraderie, the joking (much of it at my expense), and our Friday morning breakfast buffet.

Now that Massachusetts has moved from the stay-at-home to the safer-at-a-home phase of this pandemic, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. No one is putting down a fresh sheet just yet.

But I can smell it.

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