January 18, 2016 · FLOYD SMITH
Floyd Robert Donald Smith (born May 16, 1935 in Perth, Ontario). In 1954-55 Smith played junior hockey with the Galt Black Hawks in the OHA. He made his National Hockey League debut for the Boston Bruins, playing 3 games with the team in 1954- 1955. 1956-57 with the Hershey Bears AHL then called up to the Bruins for 23 games that year. Smith then spent 5 years with the New York Rangers organization with the Springfield Indians AHL, cracking the Rangers line up for only a 29-game stint in 1961. In 1963, Smith was acquired by the Detroit Red Wings. He scored an NHL career high 49 points during the 1965-66 season. At the 1968 trade deadline, he was sent to the Toronto Maple Leafs. He was selected by the Buffalo Sabres during the 1970 expansion draft and served as the team’s first captain. Smith became an assistant coach with the Sabres in 1972. The next year, he was hired as head coach of the team’s top farm club, the AHL’s Cincinnati Swords. He won a Calder Cup in the first of his two year’s with the team. In 1974, he became Buffalo’s head coach, leading the team to a loss in the Stanley Cup Final in his first year. He also coached the World Hockey Association’s Cincinnati Stingers for the 1976-77 season and was Toronto Maple Leafs coach for the first 68 games of the 1979-80. He remained with the Leafs as a scout until being promoted to General Manager, a position he held for the 1989-90 and 1990-91 seasons
Perth RememberedMy Father, Walter Bromley, managed Shaws for many years and one Christmas we got tickets from a clothing traveller to the Montreal Forum to see the Canadiens play the Red Wings. We caught the midnight train in Perth to Montreal and we were on our way to an amazing adventure. On game day Dad called Floyd at the hotel the Wings were staying and Floyd told Dad to bring us over to the hotel when the Red Wings were leaving for the game. We were sitting in the lobby and all the Wings players were there. I had brought pictures of the Wings with me and got autographs from them all. The big surprise was when I got a tap on my shoulder and looked up and there was Gordie Howe. It was an amazing experience for a young lad from Perth and will always cherish that memory. Still have all the pics with the autographs.
Bonny Dee HamiltonWe lived next door to the Smiths and they had a T.V. before we did. Mr. Smith would invite my grandfather over to watch the hockey games, it got very exciting when Floyd was playing. Even after we got a T.V. it was more fun watching them seeing their son play. He treated me well when he came home, never complained about me following him around.
Cathy HansenFloyd Smith arranged to have a hockey stick signed by Toronto Maple players for my brother Greg when the family went on a weekend trip to Toronto. Not sure what year it was but Tim Horton was one of the players that signed it. As I understand it, Floyd was with the opposing team that night but still had it signed by Greg’s favourite team. He always cherished this hockey stick and left it to cousin Tom when he died.
John ReidSometime in the early 1960’s I caddied for Dr. Walsh who played in a regular Saturday foursome with Floyd Smith, Jim Dicola and Alf Ashton. Quite a thrill for a young hockey fan!
When I was growing up on Rochester Street, Herb and Dot Townend and their two boys lived beside me and were good friends of my family. I recall the night that Gerry was injured while working in one of the town woollen mills, Bates and Innes I believe, during the evening shift. Gerry later joined the army and had an excellent career in the Royal Canadian Corps of Signals, attaining the rank of Master Warrant Officer. His eldest son Guy attended RMC and followed his father in the Signal Corps.
I also remember Reverend Dawson and his wife, who was at Stonebridge Manor at the same time as my mother.
Long-time sports columnist died Christmas Day
A Carleton Place man who was well-known in the town simply as “Chatter” died on Christmas Day.
Gerry Townend, who penned a sports column for the Carleton Place Canadian community newspaper for nearly 30 years, passed away peacefully at Carleton Place and District Memorial Hospital after being in declining health for some time. CLICK
1960-1961-Thanks to Louisa Leach- Mcmunn I have a few broom ball photos
Nedda MunroLook at all the young faces, a few of Napoleon street and Sarah street gals ….Priceless
inda Gallipeau-JohnstonCurly Dugdale – coach
Back row, Sharon Nolan, Shelly Farrell, Sharon Reid, Marg Lewis, Jennifer Lewis ?, Nora Kazda. Front row, Angie Lee, Debbie Dewar, ?
Lisa Stanley Sheehan is with Dianne Hudson and 4 others.9 hrs · I have been coming across many pictures these days. Here is a Thursday throwback from my brother Glenn’s era THE TURD CATS . Top row. Brian Sonnenburg, Glenn Stanley, Ted Metcalf, John Scott, Paul Smolkin?, Jimmy Christie ( gone to soon). Front Row, Kurt Hahn, Dave Munro, Bruce Barr, John Leishamn, Gordie Lee, Jack Hudson ( Bango ) Almonte?
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
12 Aug 1983, Fri • Page 3
Roy Coker FYI: Cheryl was inducted into the Ottawa Lions Track Club Hall of Fame last year
Carla Coker Also an All-American. Placed 3rd at NCAAs when she was at LSU.
Mary Jane Lancaster My God she could throw and was a heck of a volleyball player in high school!
Just a few clippings of many
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
29 Aug 1983, Mon • Page 31
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
05 Aug 1990, Sun • Page 14
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
02 Aug 1991, Fri • Page 21
The Ottawa Citizen
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
25 Jul 1983, Mon • Page 30
Mary Jane Lancaster Front Row L-R: Tim Burgess, Blair White, Bill Coyne, Richard Marshall, Micheal Bryce
Middle Row L-R: Lisa Ready, Mary Jane Lancaster, Kerron Lamb, Helen Code, Sandy Marshall, Julie Mikolaitis, Diane Orr
Back Row L-R: Cheryl McJanet, Cheryl Marshall, Heather White Stanley , Katie Thurston, Tracy Lancaster, Cheryl Coker
Mary Cook Archives
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All photos from the Canadian/ Gazette files from the 1970s. Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum. Is this Blakeney? Anyone know anyone?
Blakeney Rapids Trail-
This meandering trail has a beautiful and magical feeling. Lots of mossy trunked trees.
There are a few nice foot bridges. Also a nice sunny lookout from the rocks over the rapids.
On a hot summer day it’s fun to climb around on the rocks in the water, but be sure to bring water socks. CLICK HERE–
Photo-Llew Lloyd — The Old Beckwith Street Arena
Doug B. McCarten We sure had a great time in that arena……
Linda Gallipeau-Johnston Wow – nice photo Llew – did not think I would ever see that again!!
Ruth Drummond MOONLIGHT SKATING ON THURSDAY NIGHTS. MET MY HUBBY THERE😍
Llew Lloyd I remember that. The lights would be turned down and there was a ” moon light ” at each end of the rink .
Ruth Drummond Around disc of orange tissue paper put over the light, romantic don’t you think Dave.
Llew Lloyd Was ” Greensleeves “ the only record they had ? I remember if you helped clean the ice at the Senior B game , you got a free public skating ticket .
Doug B. McCarten Nope there were some waltz music 🎶 too lol particularly during moonlight skates
Peter Iveson The ugly old arena
Llew Lloyd The outside was ugly, but the memories made inside were beautiful .
Linda Gallipeau-Johnston So so right!
Joann Voyce There was also a tennis court on the other side of the cenotaph
Valerie Edwards Of course, many a good skate there
Dale Costello Oh so many treasured memories from the Beckwith Street Arena. I was very fortunate to have been raised in the era when winter activities centered around the rink. Played many a hockey game from Peewee, Bantam, Midget and Juvenile throughout the 50,s, under the coaching of Lorne Mcneely. Fabulous times and tons of memories.
Ray Paquette Remember how cold it was? Between periods we used to go into the rest rooms to get warm. During the summer months when ice was absent the arena was used for other community occasions including the annual CPHS Cadet Corps inspection as well as other events.
Penny Trafford I remember the skating, Halloween Costume judging, the arena’s own unique smell is still in my brain. Great memories.
Donna Mcfarlane played broomball there one year it was so cold
Cindy Showers This is so interesting.to read!
Ann Stearns Rawson Loved meeting up with friends at that arena for a weekend skate and then going to the Olympia Restaurant for hot chocolate.
Ted Hurdis I started my hockey there as a peanut. We played 1/2 a year then it was shut down. The dressing rooms were up some steep stairs especially for us little lads. Loved the old barn from their one public skating song down to the frozen water fountain. Hahaha
Ted Hurdis We use to have a girls hockey team too. Even way back then my sister Nedda played on it.
Norma Rotzal Skated there many times
Linda Gallipeau-Johnston There was no place like the old rink!!!
Marilyn White Loved moonlight skating night on Thur. They covered the big light at the ends of the rink with orange paper.
Llew Lloyd Linda . I think this one originated with one of your other followers .
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Photo Carleton Place and Beckwith Heritage Museum
Clipped from The Ottawa Journal, 03 Feb 1959, Tue, Page 17
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Information where you can buy all Linda Seccaspina’s books-You can also read Linda in The Townships Sun and Screamin’ Mamas (USA)
World Series Parade and Sam Bat Photos by Linda Seccaspina
There is no secret after following baseball in the bay area for years I am a huge San Francisco Giants fan. My favourite player of all time is– wait– are you ready? The now unemployed former Giants and LA Dodgers pitcher Brian Wilson. I still follow his weekly antics because I relate to his craziness, and even have a framed World Series picture and a Brian Wilson bobblehead.
Photos Linda Seccaspina World Series Parade San Francisco 2010
It’s pitcher Brian Wilson.. I got his photo.. I love this guy
I have covered a World Series parade, and even as a Canadian gal, can say there is nothing like rabid baseball fans. Did you know During World War II, the U.S. military designed a grenade to be the size and weight of a baseball, since “any young American man should be able to properly throw it.” Or, did you know bank robber John Dillinger was once a professional second baseman, although he never made it to the major leagues?
Did you know every single MLB baseball is rubbed in Lena Blackburne Baseball Rubbing Mud, a unique “very fine” mud only found in a secret location near Palmyra, New Jersey. Okay, the secret is out, the mud is taken from the Rancocas Creek in Willingboro N.J. Many major league baseball players, including Moises Alou, Jorge Posada, and Kerry Wood, have admitted that they pee on their own hands during baseball season to “toughen” their grip. Pitcher Dock Ellis says he threw his June 12, 1970, no-hitter while under the influence of LSD.
In 1999, New York Mets manager Bobby Valentine was ejected from the game. In the clubhouse, he put on regular clothes and a fake mustache and returned to the dugout. The commissioner’s office fined him $5,000 for returning after an ejection.
So what does this have to do with Carleton Place? A lot! Tucked away on Industrial Avenue, in Carleton Place lies Sam Bat, The Original Maple Bat Corporation. Have you heard the crack from a baseball bat from your house?
Did you know the president is a woman? If you read my story The Symphony of the Louisville Slugger and Sam Bat you know most of this. A month ago I was lucky able to attend their open house–and I can tell you I enjoyed every single second of it.
Walking into Sam Bat made me miss the Bay area and the constant drone of the television during baseball season. It made me miss sitting in the stands at a Giants game, and trying to figure out baseball– although I was super impressed with the Pablo Sandoval Panda hats.
We have something very important in Carleton Place. Even if you never watched a baseball game you have to be proud of Sam Bat, Arlene Anderson, and the people that work there. They have given Carleton Place an International presence!
I guess I will never understand the slow pace of the game, but today, as I write this tears are rolling down my face. Is there ever really crying in baseball? Maybe Tom Hanks was wrong when he uttered the famous movie line. But, It does exist–we’re all human. When you’ve got feelings, you cry.
There’s clearly emotion in baseball and I have seen it first hand. Behind every nameplate, behind every uniform, there’s a person, a life, and likely a family. The key to winning baseball games is pitching, fundamentals, and three run homers–
and the people that produce the bats at Sam Bat in Carleton Place.
The Sandlot is 20 years old, and here’s what the cast looks like today:
If you’ve been watching any of the Blue Jays playoff games, you’ve likely noticed that the regulars you’re used to seeing bring baseball into your homes have been replaced by Fox Sports and their respective commentators. Well, with Fox comes Harold Reynolds, a former MLB second baseman who apparently hasn’t spent much time north of the border.
“We talked about foul balls into the stands… they don’t play a lot of baseball in Canada, a lot of people aren’t used to catching them”
Did he actually say this? Wait, so we aren’t supposed to hit the ball back with a hockey stick?!? We are supposed to catch them? Since there are only 3 Canadians on the Toronto Blue Jays and 26 Americans, it’s understandable. Eh?
I remember the day the Blue Jays won the pennant years ago. I was sitting in a taxi cab at the JFK airport and when the driver found out the Blue Jays won he threw me out of his cab because I was going to the Air Canada terminal.
“Canada has no business winning the pennant”, he said
Right now I assume they are terrified of the Blue Jays playing in the world series as ratings will be really poor for Fox sports, and they paid a lot of money for the rights to MLB. But what a dumb thing to say when catcher Russel Martin is Canadian, eh? I guess Reynolds knows where Canada is since he used to live here. Did Harold Renyolds forget about his time in Triple A with the Calgary Cannons before he was called up to the Mariners? Maybe I am wrong, but was Calgary part of Canada back then?
It may be America’s pastime, but its origins lie in Beachville, Ontario, which makes it Canada’s game. Something few Americans are willing to admit. Beachville, about 40 kilometres east of London, Ontario, boasts of itself as the home of baseball in Canada because it was here on June 4, 1838 that a game of baseball, or at least a form of the game as we now know it, took place in front of several spectators.
The first documented evidence of a base ball game in Canada comes from a letter published in Sporting Life magazine in 1886, a letter by Dr. Adam E. Ford of Denver, Colorado, formerly of St. Marys, Ontario and Beechville, Ontario, about a game 48 years earlier in Beechville on June 4, 1838 — Militia Muster Day. Many Canadians, including the staff of the Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame and Museum in St. Marys, Ontario, claim that this was the first documented game of modern baseball, although there appears to be no evidence that the rules used in this game were codified and adopted in other regions.
I say we cover Reynolds in maple syrup and throw Timbits at him! As Steve Yaver commented on Facebook: “Harold should see how well he does catching hockey pucks”.
I wrote a piece yesterday about the Dunlop House and why the industrial park should have the Dunlop name on it as it was agreed upon. If this isn’t another reason why– then I just don’t know.
Clayton Orten Kenny (December 21, 1928 – June 29, 2015) was a boxer from Canada, who competed for his native country at the 1952 Summer Olympics in Helsinki, Finland, where he was eliminated in the second round of the Men’s Lightweight (–60 kg) division by István Juhász of Hungary. Kenny was born in Ottawa, Ontario and died in Carleton Place,
Clayton Kenny (1928-2015): Olympian had ‘dynamite in both fists’
With three sons each born a year apart, Clayton Kenny’s patience was often tested. John, the middle son, well recalls the expression on his dad’s face when the boys inevitably acted up or did something that upset him.
“When we saw that crazy look, we knew there was a storm coming and we would run. But my mother often said that if he never made it to the Olympics in boxing, he could have made it in running. And not one of the three of us could run faster than him, I can assure you of that. We got what we deserved.”
The look served Kenny especially magnificently in the ring, though, where he was Canada’s top boxer on the team the country sent to Helsinki, Finland, to compete in the 1952 Summer Olympics. He also captained Canada’s squad at the British Empire and Commonwealth Games in Vancouver two years later.
While his Olympic appearance was among the crowning highlights of his boxing career, Kenny was not one to brag about it. Numerous longtime friends who attended his memorial service in early July were surprised to learn of his accomplishments.
“He loved boxing, but he very rarely talked about it,” says John. “He didn’t think what he did was all that special.”
Born in 1928 in Ottawa and raised in Fisher Park, near Parkdale and Wellington, Kenny started boxing in secret at the YMCA when he was 14. He’d been seriously injured two years earlier when he was hit by a drunk driver, spending four months in the hospital, and doctors had warned against strenuous physical activity. His parents “just about hit the roof,” says John, when he finally told them he had taken up the sport. But by then the die was cast.
Two years later, he won the Quebec Golden Gloves Championship in the lightweight division. He also won many Ontario titles in his weight class.
In qualifying for the Olympics, he won three fights, all by first-round knockouts, to claim the Canadian lightweight championship. His day job at the time, following his graduation from Ottawa Technical High School, was as a draftsman with the federal public service. He was forced to take a leave without pay in order to compete at the Olympics. And while his flight and accommodations were paid for, the remaining cost of the trip — an estimated $350, or about $3,150 today — had to come from his own pocket. With corporate sponsorships then unheard of, he and fellow boxers Charlie Chase and Jimmy Saunders came up with an ingenious scheme. From their room at the Olympic Village, they took in and ironed pants and shirts — chiefly, it was reported, belonging to well-heeled U.S. athletes and officials. They earned enough to stay on in Europe for a while after the Games had ended.
The 1952 Olympics were notable for the number of boxers who went on to remarkable professional careers — Hungary’s Laszlo Papp, Swede Ingemar Johansson, Brit Peter Waterman and Americans Spider Webb and Floyd Patterson. Kenny defeated his first opponent, Denmark’s Niels Bertelsen, by TKO before being eliminated by Hungarian István Juhasz.
Outside the ring, Kenny was an avid sportsman, earning his pilot’s license and keeping a Piper float plane at the family’s Mississippi Lake cottage. He love hunting so much, John notes, that when he discovered that the trials for the 1956 Olympic Games were scheduled for hunting season, he thought long and hard about which to pursue.
It was during those trials that Kenny retired for good, after he broke his hand. Figuring he would be too old to compete in the 1960 Games, he hung up his gloves, finally got his battered nose fixed and, to keep his hand in the sport, took to refereeing matches.
He was inducted into the Canadian Boxing Hall of Fame, the Greater Ottawa Hall of Fame, the Pennsylvania Boxing Hall of Fame and the RA Centre Hall of Fame.
When he was admitted to the latter, he was described as possessing “dynamite in both fists.” He brought, John adds, a fierceness to his life, until the very end. He died of a heart attack on June 29, in the front yard of his Carleton Place home, while washing his truck.
“He died with his overalls and boots on,” says John. “That’s how he’d have wanted to go.”
Clayton Orten Kenny was 86. His ashes will be buried on Blueberry Hill, outside Calabogie, alongside Helene.
December 21, 1928 – June 29, 2015
Passed suddenly at home. Beloved husband of the late Helene Anna Kenny (née Dunlop, June 1989) and dear companion of Doris Sadler. Clayton leaves his 3 sons, Jamie (Jackie), John (Leona) and Bill (Pam); his grandchildren Jordan, Katie, Ryan , Andrew, Colton, Kendra and 4 great-grandchildren. Predeceased by his twin brother Lloyd (Joan). Clayton will be missed by many friends and family members of which there are too many to mention. Clayton was a member of Canadian Boxing Hall of Fame, The Greater Ottawa Hall of Fame, The RA Hall of Fame and The Pennsylvania Boxing Hall of Fame. He represented Canada at the 1952 Olympics placing Top 10 in the World and was named Team Captain at the 1954 Pan Am Games. Clayton was an avid outdoors man with strong family values. With his love of Green Lake, he has one more chase to run up Blueberry Mountain! Friends are invited to visit at the Pinecrest Visitation Centre, 2500 Baseline Road, on Thursday, July 9th from 2-4 and 7-9 p.m. A Memorial Service will take place on Friday, July 10th at 11 a.m. in the Pinecrest Chapel. For those who wish, memorial donations can be made to the Canadian Cancer Society or the Ottawa Boys and Girls Club.
We love you Dad, Grandpa and friend.