Jack & Bill
The Cardinals hockey season is in full swing and crowds still flock to the Stafford Ice Arena to cheer on Bob Emery's team. Emery has been there almost twenty years, and it's difficult to imagine anyone else coaching our beloved Cards.
I just have never had much time to follow Cardinals hockey, mostly because of my busy schedule of videotaping high school basketball and other sports and my love of having Saturday nights to stoke up the fireplace and enjoy a relaxing evening at home.
But back in 1991 and 1992 things were different. That's when my mother decided to rent the upstairs of her home to college students. That's when Goose and I interviewed these two young men from Quebec, who were members of the Cardinals hockey team. Their names were Martin Couture and Martin Beliveau. They both spoke English. I guess you would call it "broken English" with a heavy French accent.
Goose and I laid down the law, while our Mom smiled at the two handsome rascals. No going in her refrigerator, no cooking in the kitchen, no girls visiting late at night, no making noise when you come in late. Oh, we had a grand list of rules. Meanwhile, the boys nodded politely at each rule.
Following the hour-long interview, we let the boys escape back to Quebec while Goose and Mom and I talked about whether these would be the right two boys to live upstairs, sleep in our old bedrooms and call Johnson Avenue their fall, winter and spring home.
Since our Mom had lived part of her youth in Lacolle, Quebec, and since she could speak French, Couture and Beliveau had a big plus in their favor. And they did seem like polite young men. Plus, we were sure that having to deal with Foxy and Goose if anything went wrong put the fear of the Lord right in them. The three of us agreed that the two boys could live at Vi's house.
The day they moved in was memorable. That was the day we saw their friendly personalities emerge. These two quiet guys we had interviewed a few weeks earlier were now loud (well, Couture was!) and funny and Mom was laughing like she hadn't laughed in years.
Since they were both named Martin, they soon became to be known as "Jack" Couture and "Bill" Beliveau. And they quickly became a part of the Gagnon family. They also quickly forgot the rules about the refrigerator, no cooking in the kitchen and being quiet. But what was funny is that none of us seemed to care. They were both nice guys and we liked how they felt right at home at Vi's house.
Before long they were teaching Goose certain French words that could only be used in a hockey locker room. But that never stopped Goose from shouting them out at a party, much to the delight of the boys from Quebec.
Before long they were coming in late at night, maybe two or three in the morning, and less than quietly passing by Vi's bedroom, loudly whispering, "Vi-o, are you sleeping?" Not anymore! "We are hungry, Vi-o! Do you have some eggs?" they would ask. And within a minute there was seventy-year-old Vi, feeling just like she did when Foxy and Goose lived there back in the old days. And there was Vi, cooking the boys breakfast while they laughed about the great time they had downtown, maybe even over at Hector's Fourth Ward, sampling some of his famous "Hector-Ade."
It didn't take long for us to see the profound effect Jack and Bill were having on our Mom. They made her feel young again, and their presence brought a new life to 48 Johnson Avenue.
Rules? What rules? They had their run of the place and for the next two years it was not uncommon for guys like Simon Bibeau, Steve "Moe" LaMay and Jean-Francoise Gingras to hang out at Vi's, no matter what the time of day or night.
Needless to say, the Gagnons became huge Cardinals hockey fans and we often attended the games to cheer for Jack and Bill, who were both starters. It was the days when "Barney," Craig Barnett, was the Cardinals' goalie. He was the best in the conference. It was the heyday of Plattsburgh State hockey.
The reason I have been mentioning all this is that last Friday night both Jack and Bill visited Mom. It's been fifteen years since they lived at Vi's place. They have kept in touch with her through the years. Mom even attended Jack's wedding almost ten years ago. There is no doubt that Mom inherited two sons long after Goose and I had moved out.
Goose and I made sure we spent some time with them last Friday, remembering the hockey days and laughing about the interview rules and how none of them ever got followed. For Mom, those two years were a special time. She loves Jack and Bill, and we know they love her back.
And you know what? They haven't changed. They are 38 years old now but still look like a couple of college boys. They both still skate in a men's league. Jack, who has two boys, works for a communications company and Bill, who will soon be a daddy for the first time, is a golf pro at a country club.
They even stopped by the Fourth Ward last Friday, but couldn't buy a beer because they only had Canadian money. If Hector had been there they would have received free beers, no doubt. The boys looked for their name plates on the wall, but couldn't find them. I'm sure they are up there someplace.
Couture and Beliveau were a perfect fit for a French family name like Gagnon. The boys visited with Vi for hours last Friday, and they even ordered a pizza like the old days. If anyone is ever looking for a way to liven up a place, just invite these two guys to your party. The party doesn't start till Couture and Beliveau skate in!
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Hey... I never had the pleasure of meeting these players from Quebec but when I played at PSUC we had several players from just across da borrrrder has they say! I lived over a tire repair shop across the street from Happy Herbie's way back in the late seventies! We had a blast living downtown and help coach the younger city teams on the weekends! This story brings back many fond memories of our many road trips in NY State vans to play Oswego/Elmira ... and two full vans of 14 players pulling up to my home in Malone, NY after many hours on the road and Ma Carrigan taking everyone in for a full meal and many laughs!! I'm sure Charlie Keefer, John Laurie, Jean DeMay, Matt Wescott, Luker, and the rest of the crazy group remembers the roda trips!! Then things all changed the next year with State PSUC buses with NO heat... I could go on and on! We all had a great time together and will always remember those road trips with a smile and thanks we are all still alive!
Best,
Mike C. FeFe
Posted by: Mike Carrigan | December 11, 2006 9:45 AM
I enjoyed reading this very much. Our region has been impacted in a positive manner for many years due to the influence of Cardinal Hockey. My recollection is that the Herb Hammond days began the long tradition of excellence. Now one additional thought-- If you have some extra space in your house perhaps you could take in a couple of needy students from the Cardinal Women's Hockey Team. The Gagnon tradition of hospitality could then continue.
(Foxy's note: Wow! what a great idea! This "rubble" sure is a great addition to the blog! I never realized the benefits to be reaped from this blog!)
Posted by: rubble | December 5, 2006 9:44 PM
Plattsburgh holds a special place in my heart for many reasons, playing for the Cards, the fans, team mates, coaches, but the one that stands out is meeting Viola and the entire Gagnon family!
Thanks Foxy.
Bill
Posted by: Martin "Bill" Béliveau | December 5, 2006 1:39 PM