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Originally Posted by BlackCatIslander
"...I have such fond memories of pond hockey as a youth...Players would come and go but the game would continue until sunset. No one kept score, the idea was to improve skills and have fun. A great period in my life..."
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Suitable hockey ice was hard for to find in central Rhode Island. Fortunately for us kids, there was a fairly level pasture nearby. A few shallow patches froze up quickly that were large enough for hockey.
In addition to improving skills, keeping one's balance was especially important in that pasture:
portruding through the ice was the occasional cow patty! 