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Squeak and the Mustangs (Part 2)

but I knew Squeak after his glory days on the ice he had been a high scorer but whether he showed any hustle or was a cherry picker it made a difference but unless he used to dig for the puck he would never saw like Gordie Howe he had played right wing my position maybe like his politics and whether he used his elbows in the corners or winded defenders with the butt end of his stick to the solar plexus like Gordie nobody's saying now in those days I didn't know much about those things politics I mean except that if you lived in Calgary you were probably a So Cred and listened to Ernest Manning's evangelism on the radio and had been complicit in saving funny bucks and if you shifted your allegiances it was probably only as far as Herbert W. Armstrong or his son Garner Ted Armstrong and the World Wide Church of God The World Tomorrow today out of Pasadena California these were before the days when people were gone but not away Alberta ha...

Squeak and the Mustangs (Part 1)

Squeak Leopold made the ice for the Stampede Corral in those days there were no Hitmen only the Centennials and Squeak kept the ice before that was fashionable he had been a junior hockey player before that Edmonton Oil Kings Calgary Stampeders Drumheller Miners Trail Smoke Eaters there were a lot of junior hockey leagues and teams at that time Canadian-American Western Central Professional Alberta Senior and I'm sure that was a factor in the job he got it might have helped that he had tried out for the Chicago Blackhawks 3 times when you're played with Stan Mikita getting cut is not a disgrace and in some circles was even quite respectable To be continued.

Si Wiesbaden, para bellum (I know a man, Part 3)

Fast forward a few years, and the King of Kensington gets drafted.  He goes to Wiesbaden in Germany, where the Americans have a base.  Wiesbaden was left remarkably untouched during WWII, Reich Marshal Hermann Goering (who graduated law in Wiesbaden before the war) having made a deal with General Eisenhower during the war to preserve Wiesebaden, which was a Roman spa town used by the Nazis during the war and favored by the Americans afterwards.  Goering's logic was simple.  Why destroy the beautiful town?  If Germany loses the war, the Americans would get it and be able to enjoy it the way the Nazis had.  Goering's daughter Edda worked as a nurse in rehabilitation clinic in Wiesbaden after the war.  I don't know if the King of Kensington ever met her, but you never know! The King of Kensington found himself at home in Wiesbaden, not because it was the army, but because the habits he formed back in the 'hood were still useful. Si vis pacem, para be...