About a year ago I climbed into a car driven by my friend Steve Dryden.
We drove to Buffalo to see Jim Kelley.
The man who met us was gaunt. He moved slowly. His voice faltered. His medical options were exhausted. At 61, he was dying.
We went to a restaurant he liked in Buffalo, a city he loved. We laughed. We all kind of knew this was it.
Jim Kelley was a legendary sportswriter who spent most of his working life as the hockey guy for the Buffalo News. He filed a story ...
