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The Finest Jacket And Crest

Rocket’s jacket –

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Jean’s jacket –

Jean's jacket

My jacket –

Roy's jacket

My jacket belonged to a man I knew when I was a kid, Roy Faubert, who was a part time scout for the Canadiens. It came up in an auction in 2013 and I made sure I got it.

I knew it was Roy’s because I happened to be working at Classic Auctions in Montreal at the time, where it was put up for bids, and I saw his name and date on the inside pocket.

It was my job to write the description of the jacket for the auction catalogue, and when I saw Roy’s name, I couldn’t believe it.

(The fact that this jacket came back into my life after more than fifty years is weird, don’t you think?)

But before I even knew Roy, I was already after that unusual Habs crest, because the Rocket had one in the picture above which is in my scrapbook.

I was eleven when I wrote the Canadiens asking about the crest, and below is Frank Selke Jr’s reply.

My New Jacket – And A Roy Faubert Tale

A couple of folks asked to see me in my new jacket that once belonged to Habs scout Roy Faubert, so here it is. They didn’t tell me when I bought the camera that it makes people look old and homely.

The jacket almost fits. If I get the sleeves shortened an inch or two, I’ll wear it on special occasions.

Also, Dave Stubbs of the Montreal Gazette did some digging and came up with a story about Roy Faubert in the Orillia Packet and Times from 2005, which you can see under the picture.

Roy died in 2007.

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The Packet & Times (Orillia)
Tue Aug 2 2005

Fan relives glory days with hero: Former Maple Leaf Wally Stanowski pays visit to Orillia resident

The Whirling Dervish cracks open a can of beer, stuffs some tobacco into his pipe and is more than ready to spin a few yarns.

At 86, Toronto Maple Leaf legend Wally Stanowski has made the trip fromĀ  Etobicoke to Orillia for a visit with one of his biggest fans, Roy Faubert, 82.

“He could skate. Oh my God, could he skate,” said Faubert, an eyewitness to how the former star defenceman earned his nickname.

On Sunday, the Winnipeg native relived the glory days with Faubert at the Leacock Care Centre, a treat made possible through the retirement home’s own Make a Wish program.

“He said he idolized him,” said Debbie Allen, life enrichment co-ordinator at the centre.

In his day, Stanowski was a skilled skater who entertained fans with breathtaking on-ice acrobatics and stellar plays. He helped the Leafs win four Stanley Cups between 1942 and 1948.

Faubert, a retired National Grocers manager and a Royal Canadian Air Force veteran, moved to the retirement home a couple of years ago.

“Basically, I had a couple of major falls and they put me out of business.” Now in a wheelchair, he’s undergoing therapy, but it’s “slow and tedious,” he said.

Faubert — a former hockey player and coach who even scouted for the Montreal Canadiens — was talking about Stanowski with a member of the staff about two weeks ago. So, the staff set their newly drafted make-a-wish program into motion to have Faubert meet Stanowski, Allen said.

Moments before his big meeting, Faubert was brimming with youthful anticipation. When the former hockey great made his entrance, Faubert smiled widely and reached from his wheelchair to shake the hand of his hero.

“They spelled my name wrong out front,” barked Stanowski in an abrupt yet charming icebreaker met with sheepish laughter from staff. Two minutes pass and the two, like old friends, are already lost in tales of another era, amid the clicks of digital cameras.

A little later, Stanowski’s son Skip, 60, suggests everyone step onto the patio for a beer. “Yeah, let’s have a beer. It’s time,” the old defenceman replies. It’s 10:15 a.m.

The Whirling Dervish hops up and helps wheel his octogenarian fan outside for that beer and more memories. “I keep thinking of the old days and your forward line,” said Faubert, listing some of Stanowski’s contemporaries. These days, most of them have passed on.

Stanowski’s colourful narrative takes Faubert back to a raw epoch when players had to take on second jobs to survive and even resist the bribes of conniving bookies. “No strike, no agents, no pension,” he said.

Stanowski played in the National Hockey League with the Toronto Maple Leafs and New York Rangers before hanging up his skates with the Cincinnati Mohawks of the American Hockey League in 195 A morning of magical hockey nostalgia brings back sweet memories for Faubert.

Toward the end of the pair’s trip down memory lane, Allen brings out a black-and-white portrait of Stanowski as a young man in his Maple Leaf uniform. Stanowski autographs it.

“Wonderful. Just fabulous,” said Faubert. “I enjoy his memories and all that stuff.” Still, at the end of the exciting morning, Faubert admits he is tired.

But it couldn’t have been for a better reason.

Surprising Turn Of Habs Jacket Events

I find it hard to believe what happened yesterday.

But I think I need to start from the beginning.

A long time ago, when I was about 13, I saw a man coming out of church wearing a black sports jacket with a blue, white, and red crest on the breast that said “CHC” which stood for Club de Hockey Canadien, or Canadiens Hockey Club. I knew what it was right away because I had a picture of Maurice Richard wearing one.

I asked this man, whose name was Roy Faubert, why he had this jacket, and told me he did some scouting for the Canadiens. I thought that was excellent, that a Habs scout was in my midst, and not long after he took my buddy Ron Clarke and I to a game in Huntsville where he was looking at a few players.

I wrote about this a few years ago, how I had a picture of Maurice Richard wearing his jacket, how I’d written the Canadiens asking if I could have a crest like that, and that Frank Selke Jr. had written back saying no. And how Roy Faubert came to church wearing the same jacket as the Rocket.

Now here’s the part that’s left me speechless. I work at Classic Auctions, and yesterday I had a good look at a jacket that came in, a black sports jacket from the early-1960s, with a crest that reads “CHC”. It was like the one Rocket had, and like Roy Faubert’s from fifty years ago at church.

As I was checking the jacket out, I looked in the inside pocket, and the name and date were there. It read “Roy Faubert 1963”.

Fifty years later, Roy Faubert’s jacket has come back into my life.

Here it is below. And below it is the letter from Frank Selke saying I couldn’t have the crest. Under that is Rocket wearing his.

Roy's jacket