Little
events that can affect young mans Hockey Career
Trying to remember your teenage life seventy
years ago
is a very interesting exercise. Moving up through the various divisions within any sport, can be a difficult time for a young person.
As one moves along the age groups, at times they get labeled very young.
Sometimes regardless how they progress, their coaches see them through the original lens. It quite often takes an outside coach or manager to see the potential and skill the locals miss, thus many late drafts in the NHL turn out to be star players.
is a very interesting exercise. Moving up through the various divisions within any sport, can be a difficult time for a young person.
As one moves along the age groups, at times they get labeled very young.
Sometimes regardless how they progress, their coaches see them through the original lens. It quite often takes an outside coach or manager to see the potential and skill the locals miss, thus many late drafts in the NHL turn out to be star players.
Sickness and
injury in the early stages can have a huge impact on a young person’s career.
Note: Throughout this portion of my life
GRADUATING FROM GRADE TWELVE WAS ALWAYS
PARAMOUNT IN MY MIND!
Note: Throughout this portion of my life
GRADUATING FROM GRADE TWELVE WAS ALWAYS
PARAMOUNT IN MY MIND!
Event 1
From
the age of twelve or thirteen, when Bob Stark called on the phone: “Larry, I
told our Peewee coach you were a good Hockey Player. He said to bring you out
for the game tonight”.
Hockey has played a major part in my life.
My Uncle, Cliff Bennett, was a star player For
the Saskatoon Wesleys in the late 1930’s.
They
went to the Memorial Cup Playoffs.
I always wanted to play for the Wesleys!
Bob
and I both attended ‘King George’ Public School, in Saskatoon. I of course
played street hockey, and at small outdoor rinks, like Mr. Millins rink across
the street.
I played a lot!
However, I never played any organized hockey
with referees, and rules!
After
the game (they were a few weeks into the season), at the giant (to me)
Saskatoon Arena, the Coach Mr. Davidson, gave me a beautiful Detroit Red Wings sweater
with the number 13, and said “see you next Week larry”. I assumed I had made the team as a member of
the “Red Wings”.
During this season, and the next, Bob and I also played for King George public school, against all the other schools in Saskatoon. Both of us represented our school in the famous yearly Public Schools All Star Game, at the Saskatoon Arena in 1948.
That Arena officially held about 4000 fans, but for this special game, students were let in free and about 9000 very loud kids filled the rink. What a thrill. Bob and I then went on to play for the Wesleys hockey organization, though Bantam, midget, and Juvenile hockey.
During this season, and the next, Bob and I also played for King George public school, against all the other schools in Saskatoon. Both of us represented our school in the famous yearly Public Schools All Star Game, at the Saskatoon Arena in 1948.
That Arena officially held about 4000 fans, but for this special game, students were let in free and about 9000 very loud kids filled the rink. What a thrill. Bob and I then went on to play for the Wesleys hockey organization, though Bantam, midget, and Juvenile hockey.
Event 2 Jan. 1951
Jan.
1951 Taken to St. Paul Hospital in Saskatoon. Major exploratory stomach surgery. Had an
Eight Inch incision, spinal didn’t take, great pain, had to be put under. Missed final three months of Juvenile Hockey
season. In effect this was the whole season at that time.
Event 3 June 6th, 1952
June
the 6th 1952, was a very important day in a very eventful year. I
was to start that evening as Shortstop for the Saskatoon Optimist Junior
Baseball team. The game was to start at Cairns field, under the lights at 7pm.
At about 3pm that fateful day, I crashed on my old Indian Motorcycle.
I was in the hospital for about two weeks with a fractured skull, cuts and bruises, and a serious injury to my right arm and elbow. The main damage was losing all the skin, and some bone after sliding along the pavement with my arm behind my back. I was unable to play any baseball games that year.
At about 3pm that fateful day, I crashed on my old Indian Motorcycle.
I was in the hospital for about two weeks with a fractured skull, cuts and bruises, and a serious injury to my right arm and elbow. The main damage was losing all the skin, and some bone after sliding along the pavement with my arm behind my back. I was unable to play any baseball games that year.
One
may read that entire story later under the title “Am I Dead”?
https://larrysstories.blogspot.com/2012/10/am-i-dead.html
https://larrysstories.blogspot.com/2012/10/am-i-dead.html
I had been playing on the “Saskatoon Wesleys
Rep A Minor league teams” for the past three years and was planning on continuing
with the Juvenile team this year again. The doctors, and my Mother and Father,
were sure I could not play this season, and advised me to skip a year. However, my fractured Scull was not bothering
me much, and my right elbow that had lost most of its skin, was healing quite
well after two operations. I began
attending tryout camp in early oct. 1952.
I had never been a star player on Rep A Team
but continued to improve. However, my parents talked to the coaches and
convinced them maybe I should take a year off. I was reluctant to do this, but
there was a strange thing happening at practice. Both me and the coaches had
been a bit concerned.
At times, as I was digging out to get to full speed, suddenly one or both legs would just quit. No warning of any kind. After getting up everything seamed OK. However, maybe once again at that practice, or maybe the next day, it would happen again. I had not told my family or the Doctor about this.
At times, as I was digging out to get to full speed, suddenly one or both legs would just quit. No warning of any kind. After getting up everything seamed OK. However, maybe once again at that practice, or maybe the next day, it would happen again. I had not told my family or the Doctor about this.
I did miss another year!
I now had basically missed two
consecutive years playing hockey on The Wesleys Rep A teams. This at what is
about the most crucial time in a player’s career.
Event 4 About Aug. 29, 1952
I had
a meeting with Bedford Road High’s Vice Principal on about the 29 the of Aug.
1952. I explained my accident and time in hospital. Since I was unable to write
the grade Eleven Final Exams I requested permission to attempt Grade Twelve. I
was quite surprised the Vice Principal Said no, I would have to do Grade 11
over again. I was shocked, and a bit devastated. Did not return to Bedford Road
that September.
I did however, return in March 1953, to attempt
writing the Grade Eleven Exams in June. The Principle was rather surprised that
I had not continued on and attempted grade Twelve. I told him about the Vice
Principal. I didn’t make a big deal of
it.
Passed
the Grade eleven exams in June 1953.
Event 5 1953 - first day of training camp
(Had started Grade twelve, September 3,
1953.)
Tryout for
the big Wesleys Junior A team. I was with the same group of minor players
coming up together through the Wesley Rep division, ranks. Many of these
included players from our original Pee Wee team the “Red Wings”. Including Wally
Bentley, Art Jones, Henry and harry Yam, Bobby Mckusker, Dicky Baltzan, and of
course my old friend Bob Stark. We had been together as a group for the past
four years.
As it
happened, I believe it was the first day of tryouts the Manager and a Scout
from the previous year’s champions the ‘Prince Albert Mintos’ was watching our
practice.
As I was leaving that day, Bob Stark (yes good old Bob) with the Mintos Management in tow, approached me. and asked me to come and tryout with the Mintos. This was a very pleasant turn of events. It is a nice feeling to be wanted. At that particular time, I did not feel I was getting a fair look.
As I was leaving that day, Bob Stark (yes good old Bob) with the Mintos Management in tow, approached me. and asked me to come and tryout with the Mintos. This was a very pleasant turn of events. It is a nice feeling to be wanted. At that particular time, I did not feel I was getting a fair look.
I could use
a pleasant event!
They
promised me they could get me straight into grade twelve. I had been attending
Bedford Road grade Twelve up till this time. To help
with my decision, the Mintos paid their players a couple of hundred dollars a month..
So being a rather naïve teenager, not to mention stupid, I did not tell the Wesleys brass what I was doing. I just packed my stuff that evening, and drove my 1946 Hudson Super Six, to Prince Albert.
So being a rather naïve teenager, not to mention stupid, I did not tell the Wesleys brass what I was doing. I just packed my stuff that evening, and drove my 1946 Hudson Super Six, to Prince Albert.
Event 6 about sept 23th, 1953
In Prince
Albert I was playing on a line with Skip McKay and Orland Kurtenbach in the
tryouts, both star players. I was almost
in shock I was so happy.
We were in bed around midnight in the house I
shared with Bob, and two other Minto Players. I was fast asleep when Bob whispers to me in
the darkness, “Larry, wake up, I think there are girls in the house.”
In a bit of sleep fog, I replied, “Don’t be silly, you are dreaming, go back to sleep” We heard a soft giggle. We woke up and entered the living room.
There were four very attractive, very inebriated, teenage girls in our living room. To say this was a shock is an understatement, a rather pleasant shock though.
They were only wearing Bra’s and panties.
In a bit of sleep fog, I replied, “Don’t be silly, you are dreaming, go back to sleep” We heard a soft giggle. We woke up and entered the living room.
There were four very attractive, very inebriated, teenage girls in our living room. To say this was a shock is an understatement, a rather pleasant shock though.
They were only wearing Bra’s and panties.
At almost
the exact instant we entered the living room, from our bedroom, the front door opened.
It was another shock. Coach Fraser
entered the living room. The girls left!! We all received a very stern
lecture.
We all were late for morning practice.
We all got fired.
This is a copy of the Prince Albert Daily --Herald Sept 24/1953
I am mentioned in 2nd column about 14 line up rom bottom. Beginning with" Other Green marksmen were
This is a copy of the Prince Albert Daily --Herald Sept 24/1953
I am mentioned in 2nd column about 14 line up rom bottom. Beginning with" Other Green marksmen were
Kenny combes and Clarence Bennett, (me) both with two goals
Big LIFE Event 7. Oct 1953
I Had just returned from Prince Albert
Mintos
Met Beth Bowron at the High School’s
Skating Party. Vic
Worobey pushed me into her, and I made her fall down. I Apologized, we drove her home, and I got her
phone number. She gave her name as Liz.?
Bigger Event 8 - Dec 10
(approximately) 1953
Took Beth on first date – to look at
the pretty Christmas Lights in my 1938 Packard. I believe we were “going steady” from that
day on.
I know I was!
1938 Packard Straight 8 Coupe with Rumble
Seat’
JUST LIKE THIS - not quite this good!!
Event 9 Oct. 13, 1954
Played in inter-squad game a the Arena! Last player
Cut from Junior Wesley Team.
I was devastated!
I Had a very serious run-in with another player on the team! He made some slanderous remarks, about a friend of mine!
I was devastated!
I Had a very serious run-in with another player on the team! He made some slanderous remarks, about a friend of mine!
Two bad
experiences. In retrospect, this was the
end of any Chance of a hockey career.
Two weeks later I started a very short career with the Royal Bank of Canada in Elrose, Saskatchewan! I had a great year playing for their senior team.
Event 10 – Jan 1956 Swift Current Sask.
He was playing for the Swift Current Senior
team. I was playing for our little group of castoffs, Saskatoon Wildcats
touring team. We were playing in the Saskatchewan Senior C (I think) playoffs I am refering to the player I had the serious run-in with at the Wesleys camp in oct. 1954. He broke my ankle after I had scored a goal.
We won and went on to play against the Melville Millionaires. The strangest thing happened during this series.
The Player I had run-in with at the Wesleys oct 13 1954 tryout, broke my ankle. He hit me low and very late after I had scored a goal.This injury has bothered me for the rest of my life!. Did not get it set by a doctor!
We won and went on to play against the Melville Millionaires. The strangest thing happened during this series.
Their goalie, every time I had, or even was in the general vicinity of
the puck, would scream, “get Bennett” or “watch number 9, Bennett”.
I found this rather strange, since I had never
played in Melville before. I knew no one in this city and had no idea who this
strange goalie was.
As it turned out this was Coach Fraser, from our Prince Albert Mintos
debacle. Evidently, he had been fired as head coach later on the same year,
after Bob and I had been sent home!
Event 11 sept 29th 1956
Beth and I
married in Regina
Events have continued!!