Ed Snider may not have been our blood relative, but he's the patriarch of the Philadelphia Flyers. He taught us our love for hockey and gave us a life long gift. We all owe him so much.
As I think about the passing of Flyers owner Ed Snider, I can't help but think about my own life. I can't help but think about all of our lives.
I think about my dad, a kid from Millville who was born five years before Mr. Snider brought the Flyers to Philadelphia. He didn't know what hockey was until the Flyers showed up, but like hundreds of thousands of others in this area, he was indoctrinated into the cult of hockey thanks to a man with a vision and his Broad Street Bullies.