It was a random game in October. Couldn’t even tell you what team was in town that night. As I walked along the event level towards the Dallas Stars locker room, as I have done a number of times before and since this particular night, Stars general manager Jim Nill stopped me. Unusual, because typically he may give a nod or a smile to the media he passes along the way after games.
He stopped me because he’d heard about what happened during training camp, when I found out that my estranged mother was in a coma after a seizure.