For my Three or More Tuesday I am posting 3 photos relating to my brother, something that makes me pretty sad. My brother was a hockey player. He was a goalie of some note. In his teen years he played in a time where there were few pads for protection and his elbows were so swollen and elongated it was frightening.
He was a good enough goalie that he received hockey scholarships to universities and played on the farm team for the Vancouver Canucks. He played for Denver University, Ohio University and UBC in British Columbia. He never could have gone to these schools otherwise as my mother had no money. One year in the off season for school he played for the Brandon Wheat Kings, a semi pro team. When he went back to Ohio for the start of the new school year a coach from a rival team recognized him and said that because he played for a semi-pro team he was no longer qualified to play university hockey and lodged a complaint. My brother lost his scholarships.
Not one to let things get him down at the time he carried on by starting his own businesses. He started making fiberglass goalie masks and he started his own goalie schools. This was back in the 1970's.
His first book on goaltending, although amateur in production, were considered very informative and technically progressive.
His second book was an expansion of the first.
My brother has had goalie schools in Japan, Minnesota, Florida, Alaska, British Columbia, Alberta and a few other places I have forgotten about.
He doesn't drink or use any other substances, not even coffee. For whatever reason he has stopped all contact with me and my sisters. (our parents are deceased). I have three (not more) siblings but for reasons beyond my control I don't even know if one of them is dead or alive.