I was gutted to hear of the passing of my father’s childhood idol and Ranger legend, Rod Gilbert on Sunday evening at the age of 80. Growing up, he was the the center piece of countless stories passed along to me by my father and his brothers and I forged many of my own in my dozen plus encounters with the Rangers all time leading goal and point scorer. It feels overused when I read “no one had a bad thing to say about him”, but with Mr. Gilbert it was true. The epitome of class whose outreach across the New York City community surpassed all that he ever did on the ice in his hall of fame career.