Appleby College

Life Goes On… (continued)

NOTE: It’s been a long time since I attended Appleby (1959), my memory might be a little hazy. If you see something lacking, or something incorrect, feel free to let me know where I went wrong.

Ice Hockey – I was a goalie. I am sure that was because I wasn’t a very good skater. My parents bought me all of the equipment I needed, but that didn’t really help me with my playing non-abilities! In those days, goalies didn’t wear face masks. Jacques Plante, of the Montreal Canadiens, was experimenting with them, but they weren’t part of normal goalie equipment. I think that it was a few years after I had become a “goalie” that the school decided that their goalies should wear masks. The masks were made of plexiglass and protected goalie’s faces. The problem was, they would “fog-up” and make if difficult to see the opposition player and more importantly, the puck! The first game that I wore the mask, my mask really “fogged up”! I got tired of not being able to see, so, being an “experienced”, but foolish goal tender, I took it off! You’ve got it! The next opponent's shot went right at my “forehead”! One of the teachers quickly drove me to the Oakville hospital. A little later, I was released with two stitches in my head. My forehead still shows the results! As you can imagine, face masks became mandatory after that.



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