Starting that union was something I believed in very strongly.
I liked playing in Chicago, and I gave them everything I had, but I knew in my heart I was a Red Wing.
By 1946, I knew Detroit was the best hockey city in the Original Six.
Together, we’ll beat autism.
My penalty for rocking the boat was being traded.
When it was my turn, I just skated out and heard this huge cheer. It was very touching considering the bad circumstances under which I had left the team and that I had been away for four years.