When it was my turn, I just skated out and heard this huge cheer. It was very touching considering the bad circumstances under which I had left the team and that I had been away for four years.

It's not just the child that has autism. It's the whole family that has autism. It's not a one person thing.

I had the idea that I should beat up every player I tangled with and nothing ever convinced me it wasn't a good idea.

Through the years, I have so many wonderful memories of playing with the Red Wings: winning four Stanley Cups, scoring big goals, going into battle every night side by side with my teammates, playing with every ounce of effort I could muster.

I love people and I love to be around people.

My first season Butch Bouchard accidentally sent me to the hospital for three days with a concussion, but I never backed away from Butch or anyone else after I came back.

At 39, I was back in a Red Wings uniform and loving it.