From the archives:
BOBBY CLARKE'S daddy remembered that trip to Winnipeg. Long, scary trip, because the doctors were going to check out his son for diabetes.
"All the way from Flin Flon," Bobby Clarke's daddy said, through the champagne mist in the Flyers' clubhouse. "He'd never seen the bright lights of the big city.
"It was just before Christmas and they had the Christmas lights up downtown. I said we'd take him downtown to see the lights, but he already had his skates on. He was going for a skate on some rink on the outskirts of town.