Back in 1991, when I went to Canada to do some research into my mother's side of the family, I found out that Tim Horton was a cousin of mine. I had never heard of Tim Horton, let alone the restaurants with his name. They hadn't come to NY State yet. When I finally tracked down some cousins in Canada that I hadn't known existed, they were the ones who told me of our relationship to Tim Horton. Sure wish I knew about the Tim Horton connection back in 1965.
When Cheevers started, masks were not only not required, they were rare. He was the one who put stitches on the mask for every place he was hit on the mask, with his best guess of the number of stitches that would have been required if it had hit his face. It played a major role in the adoption of mandatory goalie masks.
That’s a great story. Living down in Texas, I had never heard of Tim Horton. But after a few trips to Alberta and the Upper Midwest, I became familiar. Same with Bob Evans.