I found the oldest, rattiest TWC sweater I could find. And I wore it for five days in Lexington just so they could all see it and remember it. I never took it off.

It's back to the pond hockey days when we played on outdoor rinks when I was little and wore five layers of everything. I couldn't feel my toes and I couldn't feel my hands. It'll be the same feeling there, but it'll definitely be worth it. I'll be so excited I probably won't even be worried about how cold it is.

I was a kid who had asthma and bifocals and wore sweater vests.

She lived in the dream world of unreality, or else she would not admit reality; he did not know. In any case, he loved her as she was. It might never be used, but it would give her pleasure to have it.

I like what the Blackhawks have done in the last five days,

Always have a little sweater with you.