I come from these places and theses places are my home

I am from red and white hockey helmets smashing up against the glass as the crowd goes wild,
I am from family finger-licking bbq, #8 downriver
I'm from the flowing dirty D river on which our boat and jet ski ride
I come from music, lights, mirrors and dancing until your toes bleed
I am from the soft cuddling of peanut when going to sleep
I am from the smells of the kitchen filling throughout the house
I come from the small town life of everybody knows everybody
I'm from the backyard parties that no one forgets
I am from the best friends you walk into kindergarten with and out of high school
I come from the let me tell you parents of advice
I am from the smiling and laughing of the struggles in life because of being different
I'm from my street family in which you need anything you just walk into one of their houses
I am from the dirt under my nails of sliding into second base right as the ump calls safe
I come from love, no matter how much you screw up anything, you may be in trouble,  you still have the biggest support system possible