Glen Sonmor made it to the New York Rangers for a combined 28 games in the two seasons from 1953 to 1955. There could be nothing greater for a kid from Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, than to put a puck in the net for one of the NHL's six teams, and Sonmor did it twice from his left wing position for the Rangers.
He was back with the Cleveland Barons in the American Hockey League on Feb. 27, 1955. His daughter Kathy had been born four days earlier, and life was good for Sonmor that night, until he took a puck in his left eye from a shot by teammate Steve Kraftcheck.
The eye was lost and his playing career was over two months shy of his 25th birthday.
"The owners of the Cleveland team were great people,'' Sonmor said. "They got me a job in mortgage banking. My first assignment was collecting on delinquent loans. You would send a letter, then a stronger letter and, finally, you had to visit the person who wasn't making the payments.
"I made my first house call and the door was answered by a Korean lady in a shabby dress with a baby in her arms. Her husband was in the garage and gave me the darndest sob story you've ever heard. I gave him all the money in my billfold, 10 bucks, and went back to work and told my boss, 'I don't think I'm a banker.' "
Anyone who has had more than a passing interest in hockey in Minnesota over the past five decades can be grateful that the man in the garage in Cleveland was so persuasive with his tale of woe. The hockey scene here would've been far less entertaining without the energy, the emotion, the knowledge, the risk-taking and the storytelling — the darndest storytelling you've ever heard — from Glen Sonmor.
Sonmor turned 85 on Tuesday. There was a birthday celebration at his senior living center in Bloomington. There were Gophers who played for him, Fighting Saints who played for him, North Stars who played for him, and sober friends who Sonmor has impacted during 30 years of telling "his story,'' as we non-practicing alcoholics like to say.
Tuesday's celebration came on the eve of Sonmor's relocation to Toronto, where he will live with his sister, Jean Devine, and her family. That made this a goodbye of sorts for a man who first came to Minneapolis as a 20-year-old in 1949, to play for the Millers in the International Hockey League. He had a veteran teammate in John Mariucci.