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At the Sports Celebrities Dinner

Roger Crozier was there, and so was Andy Bathgate and hurler Sal Maglie and a host of others, including my peewee baseball team that rolled over unsuspecting teams from around Ontario.

I played either second base or shortstop, depending on who was pitching. If Doug Roe was on the mound, I was at shortstop. If it was Lorne Wingrove throwing, I moved to second base and Doug played short.

It was the 3rd annual Sports Celebrity Dinner in Orillia, from June 1964, organized by local radio personality Ken McDonald, later known as Jiggs McDonald.

Only a few years after this fancy affair, Jiggs would find himself broadcasting NHL games in Los Angeles when the league first expanded, and then in Atlanta and Long Island (along with stints in Toronto and Florida). Jiggs ultimately wound up in the Hall of Fame as a recipient of the Foster Hewitt Memorial Award.

This is my program from that big night at Club Pavalon, a place where, on normal nights, gave us some of the best live rock bands from the province and beyond.






Former NHLer Cal Gardner is in the Terriers lineup.


My peewee team. They spelled my name wrong.





Jr. C

Below, Rick Ley, who would go on to NHL and WHA stardom, is in the front row of the midget team.



Left-Handed Voodoo Child

It was the summer of 1966 and we milled around outside Club Pavalon dance hall in Orillia, waiting to see well-known US soul singer Wilson Pickett (Mustang Sally, In The Midnight Hour, Land of a Thousand Dances). But he never showed, the show was cancelled, and we left. Back to the pool hall for me, I suppose.

In that same year, Pickett would sometimes have an up-and-coming young fellow playing guitar for him, and I can’t help thinking how cool it would have been to see this guitarist at Club Pavalon in Orillia, which, by the way, was owned by Hobo’s father.

Below is Wilson Pickett in New York in May of 1966, just a few months before he missed his gig in Orillia. The left-handed guitarist beside him is none other than Jimi Hendrix.

 Hendrix would go to England later on that year and begin to set the world on fire.