MARK LUETKE LOOKING SIDEWAYS
It was early on a cold, dark morning and I couldn’t figure out what the retirement-aged gentleman was doing pulling hockey equipment from his car in the parking lot at Tamo-O-Shanter. Perhaps delivering gear to his grandson in time for pre-dawn high school practice? Taking stuff to the re-sale shop? A break-in? Continue reading MARK LUETKE LOOKING SIDEWAYS