Lee

Hubby & Dad of three. {Psalm 144:1} *Blessed be the Lord, my rock,
who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle*

[Hockey Dad in the Corner @dadinthecorner]

You can cheat your kid in hockey. More ice than everyone else, more privates, hockey only, year-round, starting at seven. And it works -your kid is better at 10, 11, 12. Then 13 or 14 hits. Physical development kicks in, and the kids who can actually train hard start training hard. The ones who are fresh take huge leaps. The ones who've been grinding for six straight years find out they're running on empty. You didn't give your kid an advantage. You borrowed against their future.

[Sam Len @SamLenSports]

Martin St. Louis on getting the Montreal Canadiens to embrace the “play the game that’s in front of you” mindset:

“I think it's convincing them over time by showing examples, because playing the game that's in front of you is not the same thing all the time. It depends. Sometimes it's a defensive shift. Sometimes it's an offensive shift. There's so many different situations, but if you don't have your mind made up, ‘I want to do this the next shift. I want to do that the next shift.’ They all like certain things to do. I just don't know if the game is going to give them that then. And they might see something that they like to do like three times in one shift, and they might not see that for another four shifts, I don't know. So for me, if you wanna raise the percentages for your team to win, you got to play the game that's in front of you and do the things that the game is asking you at that time. And we know we have guys that are elite in different things, and those situations will present themselves throughout a game, I just don't know when. And I feel like our understanding of that is a sign of maturity. And I feel when you have maturity in your group, I feel you're constantly raising the percentages of winning hockey games.” #GoHabsGo

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@SobersoldiersO 11/01/2025

[Scott Roberts @ScottRoberts]

A father is either the conduit by which evil enters the home, or the shield upon which it crashes.

[Greg Price @greg_price11]

Beat Canada at hockey and eliminated the Ayatollah in the same week.

[Karli Bonne’ 🇺🇸 @KarluskaP]

OK, this one gives me chills!

[Bussin' With The Boys @BussinWTB]

The perfect photo doesn’t exi—

[NHL News @PuckReportNHL]

NEWS: #NHLBruins v #GoBolts wild Stadium Series game on Sunday was the most-viewed NHL regular season game EVER on cable TV in the US with 2.1M average viewers.

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@TB_Times @TBLightning Coooooop

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@smackapparel love it

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@HawkEmDownChris True #Bolts

[Lightning Hockey Development @TBLHockeyDev]

Tier 1 Hockey is coming to Tampa Bay ⚡️

[Nick Sortor @nicksortor]

🚨 HOLY CRAP! This might just be the most EPIC Trump post of all time

Trump posted a video of Maduro CHALLENGING 47 to “come get me,” followed up by a screaming Bald Eagle & Thunderstruck blaring in the background during missile fire 🇺🇸🦅

Trump said “challenge accepted” 🤣🔥

[John P Erwin III MD MBA MACC (#BigPoppy ) @HeartOTXHeartMD]

Not sure who to attribute this assertion to, but it rings true!

To those born between 1952 and 1979 —

We are the bridge between two worlds.
The last to grow up before the digital age—and the first to walk into it.
We didn’t just witness history. We lived the transformation.

We were the kids who played outside until the streetlights came on—
who shouted friends’ names from the curb, not from a screen.
We scraped our knees on pavement,
ran errands with checkered grocery bags,
and got rewarded with coins and candy.

We are the generation that spun vinyl, then made mixtapes.
That danced with Walkmans, marveled at CDs,
and gently blew into Atari cartridges to make them work again.
We played Pac-Man and watched our VHS tapes until the ribbon wore thin.

We remember houses that cost five figures.
We watched our parents buy them,
and decades later, still wonder how they did it.

We grew up with The Flintstones, Ultraman, Bonanza, and GI Joe.
We listened to bedtime stories on radios and woke up to cartoon jingles.
We danced to The Beatles, rocked to Led Zeppelin,
and later cried to Soda Stereo and Los Bukis.

We are the last to know life without helmets or seat belts—
and somehow, we made it.
We drank soda from glass bottles,
picked up tortillas from the ground, dusted them off, and ate them.
We drank from the same bottle. We shared everything.
The worst we got? Lice. And vinegar took care of that.

We traveled 10 hours in cars without tablets, seat-back screens, or fast food chains.
Just games, songs, and endless questions from the backseat.

We carried books that bent our backs. No wheels. No excuses.
We memorized phone numbers, learned cursive, and rewound tapes with a pencil.

We had no smartphones. No TikTok. No social media.
But we had marbles, hide and seek, jump rope, and truth or dare under the stars.

We built friendships in sweat, dirt, and laughter—
not with likes, but with loyalty.
We weren’t categories or hashtags.
We were “the quiet one,” “the funny one,” “the freckled one.”
And still—we belonged.

We didn’t learn from TED Talks or YouTube tutorials.
We learned from falling, failing, and getting up again.

They call us Generation X.
But we are more than a letter.

We are the foundation.
The in-between.
The last ones to remember before it all went digital.

❤️ We survived it all—with heart, with grit, with soul.
And we wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Cheers to us.
To the ones who lived both before and after.
To the lucky ones.

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@ThrillaRilla369 RingDing loved those

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

I went to a funeral last spring.

Guy from church.

58 years old.

Heart attack at his desk.

The pastor said he was a hard worker. A provider.

His wife said he gave everything to his career.

His kids didn't speak.

I watched them.

Sitting in the front row.

Staring straight ahead.

They weren't crying.

They'd already grieved.

Years ago.

When he missed the games.
When he chose the office.
When he was there but wasn't.

He died on a Tuesday.

They lost him long before.

I sat in my car after and made a list.

What would my kids say?

Not what I hope they'd say.

What they'd actually say.

Based on evidence.

Based on where I sit.

Based on what I choose.

I didn't like the list.

So I started changing it.

One decision at a time.

Your kids are writing your eulogy right now.

Every day you give them new material.

What are they going to say?

That you provided?

Or that you were there?

You don't get to edit it later.

The funeral is just the reading.

The writing is today.

[M2 @Amer1can_Barbie]

To all of the deliciously masculine men out there - we love you, we need you, we appreciate you - you are invaluable to our families and our country - thank you for everything you do for us 🙏🏻

Happy National Mens Day 💪🏻❤️🔥😍

[I am Ken @Ikennect]

Nothing but the truth👇🏼

[Baby Girl 🌹🕊🌹🌹🕊🌹 @nanahendrix66]

😂🤣😅😂🤣🤣🤣

[Lee @JonneeBravo]

@crazylifeovmine yes