Charlie's first memory of hockey is so old that it's hard for him to really "see" it anymore, but he remembers it being the spark that lit his passion for the game. The Philadelphia Flyers' training camp was being held in his town's brand new rink, and his parents brought him to see. That single memory of being at the rink for the Flyers training camp is as far back as Charlie's memory goes, but he knows there's a lot of hockey memories he's forgotten since. He had a natural love for the game, but his natural skills were a bit lacking at first. Not lacking though, was his joy. On skates, Charlie felt like he could beat the world, so his mother always hard a had time getting him to come in off the backyard rink every night. Hockey has helped Charlie through good times, and bad, and he says that if it weren't for that first trip to the rink, who knows how long it might've taken him to find the game.