The puck slides across the ice at a speed that is hard to follow. So it is with time, which became more poignant the other night gazing on the "all-American" scene of a group of young men playing pond hockey at a local residence and realizing that the last picture taken was when they were just high school boys. Where did those years go, and was it that long ago that a column was written describing the draw to the frozen body of water? Now they have gone their separate ways, but while home during college break came together again for an old-time, favorite pursuit. One of the young men even commented that he had been looking forward to it, and it would have been a big disappointment if they had not been able to skate. Fortunately, the weather cooperated long enough in early January for some ice time.