It was the first Wednesday of July, 2000 under the sign of Cancer.
It was hot and about to get hotter.
Michael Costin received word of available ice time at Burbank Arena and, of course, his 3 boys were up for it.
He left the clean clothes to be folded later.
Unlike in the dead of winter, the Burbank ice rink offered instant, air-conditioned solace from the repressive pressure-cooker heat & humidity of life in blue collar Reading, Massachusetts.
Thomas Junta stood near the glass and watched his 10 year old son’s optional stick handling practice get, in his mind, a little out of hand.
Costin was on the ice when things started to get a little physical and Junta let him know he didn’t appreciate it.
They yelled back and forth until culminating in an off-ice scuffle.
Tags: Death of Town Hockey
